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.
JONATHAN SAFRAN FOERChoosing leaf or flesh, factory farm or family farm, does not in itself change the world, but teaching ourselves, our children, our local communities, and our nation to choose conscience over ease can.
More Jonathan Safran Foer Quotes
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Isn’t it strange how upset people get about a few dozen baseball players taking growth hormones, when we’re doing what we’re doing to our food animals and feeding them to our children?
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Sometimes you have to put your fears in order.
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I felt, that night, on that stage, under that skull, incredibly close to everything in the universe, but also extremely alone.
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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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A few weeks after the worst day, I started writing lots of letters. I don’t know why, but it was one of the only things that made my boots lighter.
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She was with me. She did all of those things and so many more, things I would never tell anyone, and she never even loved me. Now that’s love.
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Why does watching a dog be a dog fill one with happiness?
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Feeding my children is not like feeding myself: it matters more.
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I wasn’t having second thoughts, but I was having thoughts.
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The mistakes I’ve made are dead to me. But I can’t take back the things I never did.
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If I’d been someone else in a different world I’d’ve done something different, but I was myself and the world was the world, so I was silent.
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I never confused what I had with what I was.
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Fiction works when it makes a reader feel something strongly.
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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.
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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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