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Am 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.

Jonathan Safran Foer

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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Born Death Fire Live Ourselves Rise Smoking
She had fallen in love so many times that she began to suspect she was not falling in love at all, but doing something much more ordinary.
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Beginning Fall In Love Herself Ordinary Time
Worthy would-be worlds of words, whorls of working wonder.
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Wonder Word Work World Worth
It’s the tragedy of loving, you can’t love anything more than something you miss.
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Love Missing Tragedy Yourself
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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Absence Hate Himself Love Presence
Sometimes you have to put your fears in order.
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Fear Order Time Yourself
I’d rather somebody hate what I do than be indifferent to it.
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Different Hate Myself
We are lying to ourselves and to each other. Lying about what? I don’t care if we’re lying. I am a bad person. I don’t care. I don’t care what you are.
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Bad Each Other Lying Yourself
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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Adult Cry Deserve Development Function Home Ourselves People World
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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Children Myself Need Past
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
The hardest part of writing is not to get the ideas but to remember, why it is important to get them.
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Hard Ideas Important Remember Writing
I watched the sheets breathe when she breathed, like how Dad used to say that trees inhale when people exhale, because I was too young to understand the truth about biological processes.
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Breathe Father Process Tree Understand Young
I’m so afraid of losing something I love that I refuse to love anything.
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Afraid Lose Love Myself Refusal
You cannot protect yourself from sadness without protecting yourself from happiness.
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Happiness Philosophy Protect Sadness Yourself
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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Hard Live Person Place Travel

Am 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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