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.
JONATHAN SAFRAN FOERWords are capable of making experience more vivid, and also of organizing it. They can scare us, and they can comfort us.
More Jonathan Safran Foer Quotes
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As long as I am thinking, I am alive.
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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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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 can only hold on to the things I want to lose.
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I am sure people tell you this constantly but if you looked up ‘incredibly beautiful’ in the dictionary there would be a picture of you.
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I wasn’t trying to invent better and better homes, but to show her that homes didn’t matter, we could live in any home, in any city, in any country, in any century, and be happy, as if the world were just what we lived in.
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One day you will do things for me that you hate. That is what it means to be family.
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This is love, she thought, isn’t it? When you notice someone’s absence and hate that absence more than anything? More, even, than you love his presence?
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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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Is that growing old? Or is it something worse?
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I regret that it takes a life to learn how to live.
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It’s hard to say goodbye to the place you’ve lived. It can be as hard as saying goodbye to a person.
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Sometimes you have to put your fears in order.
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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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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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