I’m so afraid of losing something I love that I refuse to love anything.
JONATHAN SAFRAN FOERShe wanted more, more slang, more figures of speech, the bee’s knees, the cats pajamas, horse of a different color, dog-tired, she wanted to talk like she was born here, like she never came from anywhere else
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The more you love someone, he came to think, the harder it is to tell them. It surprised him that strangers didn’t stop each other on the street to say I love you.
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I shook my tambourine the whole time, because it helped me remember that even though I was going through different neighborhoods, I was still me.
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I regret that it takes a life to learn how to live.
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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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Memory was supposed to fill the time, but it made time a hole to be filled. Each second was two hundred yards, to be walked, crawled. You couldn’t see the next hour, it was so far in the distance. Tomorrow was over the horizon, and would take an entire day to reach.
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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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Fiction works when it makes a reader feel something strongly.
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You can call your turkey organic and torture it daily.
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Sometimes you have to put your fears in order.
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Not responding is a response – we are equally responsible for what we don’t do.
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I never confused what I had with what I was.
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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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Please be truthful, but also please be benevolent, please.
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We burned with love for ourselves, all of us, starters of the fire we suffered- our love was the affliction for which only our love was the cure.
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Feathers filled the small room. Our laughter kept the feathers in the air. I thought about birds. Could they fly is there wasn’t someone, somewhere, laughing?
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