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In my family, Father is the world champion at ending conversations.

Jonathan Safran Foer

I’d rather somebody hate what I do than be indifferent to it.
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Different Hate Myself
I looked at everyone and wondered where they came from, and who they missed, and what they were sorry for.
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Missing Myself Sorry Wonder
Writers now are putting total faith in designers at Apple and Amazon. It’s almost like a race-car driver having no input into how cars are designed.
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Car Design Faith Writing
The more exposure people have to the realities of factory farming, the more we will see people rejecting it. It’s already happening.
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Factory People Reality See Willing
We shared the smile of recognizing ourselves in each other, how many imposters do I have? Do we all make the same mistakes, or has one of us gotten it right, or even just a bit less wrong, am I the imposter?
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Imposter Myself Recognition Share Smile Wrong
It was not the feeling of completeness I so needed, but the feeling of not being empty.
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Complete Empty Feeling Myself Need
Words are capable of making experience more vivid, and also of organizing it. They can scare us, and they can comfort us.
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Comfortable Experience Organization Scare Word
I was more alone than if I had been alone.
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Alone Myself
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 can only hold on to the things I want to lose.
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Hold On Lose Myself
We aren’t exactly emptying the oceans; it’s more like clear-cutting a forest with thousands of species to create massive fields with one type of soybean.
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Empty Exact Forest Ocean Oneself Type
She had fallen in love so many times that she began to suspect she was not falling in love at all, but doing something much more ordinary.
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Beginning Fall In Love Herself Ordinary Time
If we communicated with something like music, we would never be misunderstood, because there is nothing in music to understand.
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Communication Music Understand
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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Appearance Himself Night Sleep Steal
The mistakes I’ve made are dead to me. But I can’t take back the things I never did.
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Death Mistake Myself
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.
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Creature Live Love Memories Reminder Story World

In my family, Father is the world champion at ending conversations.

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