Am I such a bad person for dreaming of a world that ends when I do? I don’t mean the world ending with respect to me, but every set of eyes closing with mine.
JONATHAN SAFRAN FOEROnly humans can cry tears.
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It’s the tragedy of loving, you can’t love anything more than something you miss.
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In truth I was manufacturing a brick wall of shits.
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Everything is to protect you. I exist in case you need to be protected.
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You can call your turkey organic and torture it daily.
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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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Songs are as sad as the listener.
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There are still many different ways to get stuck, existentially stuck. Feeling like, “This is worthless. I’m wasting my time, and I would be wasting the time of someone who tried to read this.” It happens all the time.
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I wish my days could be washed away like the chalk lines of my days.
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Worthy would-be worlds of words, whorls of working wonder.
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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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I have no need for the past, I thought, like a child. I did not consider that the past might have a need for me.
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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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Whether we change our lives or do nothing, we have responded. To do nothing is to do something.
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Is that growing old? Or is it something worse?
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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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