We live in a world made up more of story than stuff. We are creatures of memory more than reminders, of love more than likes.
JONATHAN SAFRAN FOERMost 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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Why does watching a dog be a dog fill one with happiness?
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When I looked at you, my life made sense. Even the bad things made sense. They were necessary to make you possible.
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And she would say, “Today you believe in God?” And he would say, “Today I believe in love”.
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The animals are those things that God likes but doesn’t love.
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I’m so afraid of losing something I love that I refuse to love anything.
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I never confused what I had with what I was.
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I love sushi, I love fried chicken, I love steak. But there is a limit to my love.
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In the morning, when the nothing vase casts a something shadow, like the memory of someone you’ve lost, what can you say about that?
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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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With writing, we have second chances.
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Just to be a functioning adult in the world, we develop all of these layers of protection. When we see homeless people, we don’t cry, even though homeless people probably deserve our tears – you know, it’s a horrible thing.
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One hundred years of joy can be erased in one second.
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We spent our lives making livings.
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She was a genius of sadness, immersing herself in it, separating its numerous strands, appreciating its subtle nuances. She was a prism through which sadness could be divided into its infinite spectrum.
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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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