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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.

Jonathan Safran Foer

Cruelty depends on an understanding of cruelty, and the ability to choose against it. Or to choose to ignore it.
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Ability Choice Cruelty Ignorance Understand
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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Children Deep Family Father Lying Myself Parents Promise
People with nothing to declare carry the most.
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Carry Declare People Talk
Food serves two parallel purposes: it nourishes and it helps you remember. Eating and storytelling are inseparable-the saltwater is also tears; the honey not only tastes sweet, but makes us think of sweetness; the matzo is the bread of our affliction.
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Food Help Honey Nourish Ourselves Purpose Remember Serve Tears
Art can be very political but that can’t be the purpose of art, it can’t be the driving force. It isn’t with any of the books that I love, anyway.
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Art Drive Love Myself Politics Purpose
I regret that it takes a life to learn how to live.
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Life Live Myself One Liner Regret
Every factory-farmed animal is, as a practice, treated in ways that would be illegal if it were a dog or a cat.
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Animal Cat Dog Farm Illegal Practice Treat Way
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
I think and think and think, I‘ve thought myself out of happiness one million times, but never once into it.
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Happiness Myself Thinking Time
The French, who love their dogs, sometimes eat their horses. The Spanish, who love their horses, sometimes eat their cows. The Indians, who love their cows, sometimes eat their dogs.
JONATHAN SAFRAN FOER

Animal Irony Time
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.
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Death Destroy Himself Live Note
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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Animal Change Expose Live Respond Silence
I dreamt four nights ago of clock hands descending from the universe like rain, of the moon as a green eye, of mirrors and insects, of a love that never withdrew. It was not the feeling of completeness that I so needed, but the feeling of not being empty.
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Complete Dreams Fantasy Feeling Myself Universe
My life story is the story of everyone I’ve ever met.
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Life Myself Story
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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Laughter Myself Room Small
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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Day Oneself Start Worst

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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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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