This is love, she thought, isn’t it? When you notice someone’s absence and hate that absence more than anything? More, even, than you love his presence?
JONATHAN SAFRAN FOERI’d rather somebody hate what I do than be indifferent to it.
More Jonathan Safran Foer Quotes
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We believed in our grandmother’s cooking more fervently than we believed in God.
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Tomorrow was over the horizon, and would take an entire day to reach.
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It is not a thing that you can imagine. It only is. After that, there can be no imagining.
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I wasn’t trying to invent better and better homes, but to show her that homes didn’t matter, we could live in any home, in any city, in any country, in any century, and be happy, as if the world were just what we lived in.
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He couldn’t bear to live, but he couldn’t bear to die. He couldn’t bear the thought of he making love to someone else, but neither could he bear the absence of the thought. And as for the note, he couldn’t bear to keep it, but he couldn’t bear to destroy it either.
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One of the greatest opportunities to live our values-or betray them-lies in the food we put on our plates.
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Worthy would-be worlds of words, whorls of working wonder.
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Sometimes I imagined stitching all of our little touches together. How many hundreds of thousands of fingers brushing against each other does it take to make love? Why does anyone ever make love?
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I imagine a line, a white line, painted on the sand and on the ocean, from me to you.
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We often use technology to save time, but increasingly, it either takes the saved time along with it, or makes the saved time less present, intimate and rich. I worry that the closer the world gets to our fingertips, the further it gets from our hearts.
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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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Memory was supposed to fill the time, but it made time a hole to be filled.
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I took the world into me, rearranged it, and sent it back out as a question: “Do you like me?
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Food for her is not food, it is terror, dignity, gratitude, vengeance, joyfulness, humiliation, religion, history, and, of course, love. As if the fruit she always offered us were picked from the destroyed brances of out family tree.
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She avoids mirrors, and lifts a powerful telescope to find herself.
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