Why does watching a dog be a dog fill one with happiness?
JONATHAN SAFRAN FOEREvery 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.
More Jonathan Safran Foer Quotes
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I have so much to say to you. I want to begin at the beginning, because that is what you deserve. I want to tell you everything, without leaving out a single detail. But where is the beginning? And what is everything?
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I regret that it takes a life to learn how to live.
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If the thrill of hunting were in the hunt, or even in the marksmanship, a camera would do just as well.
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You are the only one who has understood even a whisper of me, and I will tell you that I am the only person who has understood even a whisper of you.
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She let out a laugh, and then she put her hand over her mouth, like she was angry at herself for forgetting her sadness.
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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 try not to remember the life that I didn’t want to lose but lost and have to remember,
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Highs and lows make you feel that things matter, but they’re nothing.” “So what’s something?” “Being reliable is something. Being good.
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Words never mean what we want them to mean.
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Every moment before this one depends on this one.
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Songs are as sad as the listener.
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I have no need for the past, I thought, like a child. I did not consider that the past might have a need for me.
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Just to be a functioning adult in the world, we develop all of these layers of protection. When we see homeless people, we don’t cry, even though homeless people probably deserve our tears – you know, it’s a horrible thing.
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I wish my days could be washed away like the chalk lines of my days.
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What does it remember like?
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