There’s nothing wrong with not understanding yourself.
JONATHAN SAFRAN FOERI put my hand on the doorknob because I thought maybe her hand was on the doorknob on the other side.
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We could imagine all sorts of universes unlike this one, but this is the one that happened.
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But come. No explaining or mending. Be beside me somewhere.
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Fiction works when it makes a reader feel something strongly.
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When we eat factory-farmed meat we live, literally, on tortured flesh. Increasingly, that tortured flesh is becoming our own.
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It broke my heart into more pieces than my heart was made of, why can’t people say what they mean at the time?
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As long as I am thinking, I am alive.
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I woke up once in the middle of the night, and Buckminster’s paws were on my eyelids. He must have been feeling my nightmares.
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Being with him made my brain quiet. I didn’t have to invent a thing.
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No matter how much I feel, I’m not going to let it out. If I have to cry, I’m gonna cry on the inside. If I have to bleed, I’ll bruise. If my heart starts going crazy, I’m not gonna tell everyone in the world about it. It doesn’t help anything. It just makes everyone’s life worse.
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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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It’s the tragedy of loving, you can’t love anything more than something you miss.
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People with nothing to declare carry the most.
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I wasn’t having second thoughts, but I was having thoughts.
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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 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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