I tried the key in all the doors, even though he said he didn’t recognize it. It’s not that I didn’t trust him, becuase I did. It’s that at the end of my search I wanted to be able to say: I don’t know how I could have tried harder.
JONATHAN SAFRAN FOERShe laughed enough to migrate an entire flock of birds. That was how she said yes.
More Jonathan Safran Foer Quotes
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Every moment before this one depends on this one.
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The only thing more painful than being an active forgetter is to be an inert rememberer.
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You cannot protect yourself from sadness without protecting yourself from happiness.
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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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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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I try not to remember the life that I didn’t want to lose but lost and have to remember,
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I was of the opinion that the past is past, and like all that is not now it should remain buried along the side of our memories.
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Tomorrow was over the horizon, and would take an entire day to reach.
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We had everything to say to each other, but no ways to say it.
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There are only some many times you can utter “It does not hurt” before it begins to hurt even more than the hurt.
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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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He promised us that everything would be okay. I was a child, but I knew that everything would not be okay. That did not make my father a liar. It made him my father.
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She laughed enough to migrate an entire flock of birds. That was how she said yes.
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Worthy would-be worlds of words, whorls of working wonder.
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I didn’t feel empty. I wished I’d felt empty. … I wanted to be empty like an overturned pitcher. But I was full like a stone.
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Silently the animal catches our glance. The animal looks at us, and whether we look away or not, we are exposed. Whether we change our lives or do nothing, we have responded. To do nothing is to do something.
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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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Do you eat chicken because you are familiar with the scientific literature on them and have decided that their suffering doesn’t matter, or do you do it because it tastes good?
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Not responding is a response–we are equally responsible for what we don’t do. In the case of animal slaughter, to throw your hands in the air is to wrap your fingers around a knife handle.
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Sadness of not knowing enough words to [express what you mean].
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She extended a hand that I didn’t know how to take, so I broke its fingers with my silence.
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We believed in our grandmother’s cooking more fervently than we believed in God.
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Fiction works when it makes a reader feel something strongly.
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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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I felt suddenly shy. I was not used to shy. I was used to shame. Shyness is when you turn your head away from something you want. Shame is when you turn your head away from something you do not want.
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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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