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Every night before putting her to sleep, Yankel counts her ribs, as if one might have disappeared in the course of the day and become the seed and soil for some new companion to steal her away from him.

Jonathan Safran Foer

Memory was supposed to fill the time, but it made time a hole to be filled. Each second was two hundred yards, to be walked, crawled. You couldn’t see the next hour, it was so far in the distance. Tomorrow was over the horizon, and would take an entire day to reach.
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Day Distance Fill Memories Reach Time Walk Yourself
Sadness of not knowing enough words to [express what you mean].
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Enough Expression One Liner Sadness Word
Why didn’t I learn to treat everything like it was the last time. My greatest regret was how much I believed in the future.
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Believe Future Greatness Learning Time Treat
She said, “Do you have more things that you need, or more that you don’t need?” I said, “It depends on what it means to need.
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Deep Myself Need Philosophy
I dreamt four nights ago of clock hands descending from the universe like rain, of the moon as a green eye, of mirrors and insects, of a love that never withdrew. It was not the feeling of completeness that I so needed, but the feeling of not being empty.
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Complete Dreams Fantasy Feeling Myself Universe
Most of the times that I think about my relationship to Judaism, I not only accuse myself of a shallowness, but I feel certain that there’s a shallowness there. That’s not a bad thing, really.
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Bad Myself Relationship Shallow Thinking Time
I don’t think that there are any limits to how excellent we could make life seem.
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Excellence Life Limitation Thinking
We spent our lives making livings.
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Creation Live One Liner
The animals are those things that God likes but doesn’t love.
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Animal God Love
We believed in our grandmother’s cooking more fervently than we believed in God.
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Believe Cook God
She let out a laugh, and then she put her hand over her mouth, like she was angry at herself for forgetting her sadness.
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Angry Forget Hands Herself Laughter Sadness
It broke my heart into more pieces than my heart was made of, why can’t people say what they mean at the time?
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Heart Meaning Myself People Pieces Word
Highs and lows make you feel that things matter, but they’re nothing.” “So what’s something?” “Being reliable is something. Being good.
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Feeling Goodness Reliable Trust
Feeding my children is not like feeding myself: it matters more.
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Children Feed Myself Worth
Also, I designed a pretty fascinating bracelet, where you put a rubber band around your favorite book of poems for a year, and then you take it off and wear it.
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Book Design Fascination Myself Poem Yourself
I watched the sheets breathe when she breathed, like how Dad used to say that trees inhale when people exhale, because I was too young to understand the truth about biological processes.
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Breathe Father Process Tree Understand Young

Every night before putting her to sleep, Yankel counts her ribs, as if one might have disappeared in the course of the day and become the seed and soil for some new companion to steal her away from him.

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Every night before putting her to sleep, Yankel counts her ribs, as if one might have disappeared in the course of the day and become the seed and soil for some new companion to steal her away from him.

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