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I imagine a line, a white line, painted on the sand and on the ocean, from me to you.

Jonathan Safran Foer

Let love write on you for awhile.
JONATHAN SAFRAN FOER

Love Sex Writing Yourself
She wanted more, more slang, more figures of speech, the bee’s knees, the cats pajamas, horse of a different color, dog-tired, she wanted to talk like she was born here, like she never came from anywhere else
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Animal Born Color Different Herself
Highs and lows make you feel that things matter, but they’re nothing.” “So what’s something?” “Being reliable is something. Being good.
JONATHAN SAFRAN FOER

Feeling Goodness Reliable Trust
It’s so beautiful at this hour. The sun is low, the shadows are long, the air is cold and clean. You won’t be awake for another five hours, but I can’t help feeling that we’re sharing this clear and beautiful morning.
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Beautiful Cleaning Feeling Help Low Morning Myself Shadow Sun
Time was passing like a hand waving from a train that I wanted to be on.
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Hand Myself Time Training
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
It has shown me that everything is illuminated in the light of the past. It is always along the side of us…on the inside, looking out.
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Illumination Light Myself Past Side
I wish my days could be washed away like the chalk lines of my days.
JONATHAN SAFRAN FOER

Day Myself Wash
We are not long-term beings. Not heroes of romances in many volumes. For one gesture, for one word alone, we shall make the effort. We openly admit: our creations will be temporary. We shall have this as our aim: a gesture.
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Admit Effort Goal Human Open Romance Temporary Time Volume
Songs are as sad as the listener.
JONATHAN SAFRAN FOER

Listening Sadness Song
My wife and I have chosen to bring up our children as vegetarians. In another time or place, we might have made a different decision. But the realities of our present moment compelled us to make that choice.
JONATHAN SAFRAN FOER

Children Choice Decision Different Moments Place Present Reality Wife
The only thing more painful than being an active forgetter is to be an inert rememberer.
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Active Forget Pain Remember
Only humans can cry tears.
JONATHAN SAFRAN FOER

Cry Human Tears
Memory was supposed to fill the time, but it made time a hole to be filled. Each second was two hundred yards, to be walked, crawled. You couldn’t see the next hour, it was so far in the distance. Tomorrow was over the horizon, and would take an entire day to reach.
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Day Distance Fill Memories Reach Time Walk Yourself
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
I took the world into me, rearranged it, and sent it back out as a question: “Do you like me?
JONATHAN SAFRAN FOER

Arrangement Myself Question World

I imagine a line, a white line, painted on the sand and on the ocean, from me to you.

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