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Everything else happened – why not the things that could have?

Jonathan Safran Foer

It’s the tragedy of loving, you can’t love anything more than something you miss.
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Love Missing Tragedy Yourself
Is that growing old? Or is it something worse?
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Grow Up Worst
Ninety-nine percent of all land animals eaten or used to produce milk and eggs in the United States are factory farmed. So although there are important exceptions, to speak about eating animals today is to speak about factory farming.
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Animal Eat Factory Farm Land Talk
We had everything to say to each other, but no ways to say it.
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Each Other Talk Way Word
The bruises go away, and so does how you hate, and so does the feeling that everything you receive from life is something you have earned.
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Bruise Earn Feeling Hate Life Yourself
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
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’m so afraid of losing something I love that I refuse to love anything.
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Afraid Lose Love Myself Refusal
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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Life Love Necessary Possible Yourself
The more exposure people have to the realities of factory farming, the more we will see people rejecting it. It’s already happening.
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Factory People Reality See Willing
It can be challenge enough to have to eat with myself.
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Challenge Eat Myself
When I was a girl, my life was music that was always getting louder. Everything moved me. A dog following a stranger. That made me feel so much.
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Feeling Life Loud Music Myself Stranger
She was a genius of sadness, immersing herself in it, separating its numerous strands, appreciating its subtle nuances. She was a prism through which sadness could be divided into its infinite spectrum.
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Appreciation Division Genius Infinte Sadness Separate
I try not to remember the life that I didn’t want to lose but lost and have to remember,
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Life Lose Myself Remember Try
I looked at everyone and wondered where they came from, and who they missed, and what they were sorry for.
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Missing Myself Sorry Wonder
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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Empty Feeling Myself Stone

Everything else happened – why not the things that could have?

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