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Why are you leaving me? He wrote, I do not know how to live. I do not know either but I am trying. I do not know how to try. There were some things I wanted to tell him. But I knew they would hurt him. So i buried them and let them hurt me

Jonathan Safran Foer

As long as I am thinking, I am alive.
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Alive Myself Thinking
It is not a thing that you can imagine. It only is. After that, there can be no imagining.
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Imagination Thinking Yourself
The world is a big place,” he said, “but so is the inside of an apartment!
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Himself Place Room World
I was more alone than if I had been alone.
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Alone Myself
Not responding is a response – we are equally responsible for what we don’t do.
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Deep Equality Respond Silence
She was with me. She did all of those things and so many more, things I would never tell anyone, and she never even loved me. Now that’s love.
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Herself Love Myself Togetherness
I wish my days could be washed away like the chalk lines of my days.
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Day Myself Wash
I never confused what I had with what I was.
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Confusion Myself
Words are capable of making experience more vivid, and also of organizing it. They can scare us, and they can comfort us.
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Comfortable Experience Organization Scare Word
It’s the tragedy of loving, you can’t love anything more than something you miss.
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Love Missing Tragedy Yourself
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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Blood Bruise Cry Feeling Life Myself Worst
Worthy would-be worlds of words, whorls of working wonder.
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Wonder Word Work World Worth
Food serves two parallel purposes: it nourishes and it helps you remember. Eating and storytelling are inseparable-the saltwater is also tears; the honey not only tastes sweet, but makes us think of sweetness; the matzo is the bread of our affliction.
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Food Help Honey Nourish Ourselves Purpose Remember Serve Tears
I can only hold on to the things I want to lose.
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Hold On Lose Myself
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
The more you love someone, he came to think, the harder it is to tell them. It surprised him that strangers didn’t stop each other on the street to say I love you.
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Each Other Hard Love Myself Stranger Thinking

Why are you leaving me? He wrote, I do not know how to live. I do not know either but I am trying. I do not know how to try. There were some things I wanted to tell him. But I knew they would hurt him. So i buried them and let them hurt me

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Why are you leaving me? He wrote, I do not know how to live. I do not know either but I am trying. I do not know how to try. There were some things I wanted to tell him. But I knew they would hurt him. So i buried them and let them hurt me

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