Most of the times that I think about my relationship to Judaism, I not only accuse myself of a shallowness, but I feel certain that there’s a shallowness there. That’s not a bad thing, really.
JONATHAN SAFRAN FOERAm I such a bad person for dreaming of a world that ends when I do? I don’t mean the world ending with respect to me, but every set of eyes closing with mine.
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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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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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I love sushi, I love fried chicken, I love steak. But there is a limit to my love.
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Feeding my children is not like feeding myself: it matters more.
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I imagine a line, a white line, painted on the sand and on the ocean, from me to you.
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I thought for a minute, and then I got heavy, heavy boots.
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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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Feathers filled the small room. Our laughter kept the feathers in the air. I thought about birds. Could they fly is there wasn’t someone, somewhere, laughing?
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Memory was supposed to fill the time, but it made time a hole to be filled.
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Fiction works when it makes a reader feel something strongly.
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Sometimes you have to put your fears in order.
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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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Only humans can cry tears.
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There’s nothing wrong with not understanding yourself.
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Everything that’s born has to die, which means our lives are like skyscrapers. The smoke rises at different speeds, but they’re all on fire, and we’re all trapped.
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