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We shared the smile of recognizing ourselves in each other, how many imposters do I have? Do we all make the same mistakes, or has one of us gotten it right, or even just a bit less wrong, am I the imposter?

Jonathan Safran Foer

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
It made me start to wonder if there were other people so lonely so close. I thought about “Eleanor Rigby.” It’s true, where do they all come from? And where do they all belong?
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Lonely Myself People Start Wonder
The meaning of my thoughts started to float away from me, like leaves that fall from a tree into a river, I was the tree, the world was the river.
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Leave Meaning Myself River Start Thinking Tree
When I looked at you, my life made sense. Even the bad things made sense. They were necessary to make you possible.
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Life Love Necessary Possible Yourself
Feeding my children is not like feeding myself: it matters more.
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Children Feed Myself Worth
We believed in our grandmother’s cooking more fervently than we believed in God.
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Believe Cook God
Love me, because love doesn’t exist, and I have tried everything that does.
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Existence Love Myself Try
Shyness is when you turn your head away from something you want.
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Head Shy Yourself
This is my heart. You are touching it with your left hand. You are touching it with your left hand, not because you are left-handed, although you might be, but because I am holding it against my heart. What you are feeling is the beating of my heart. It is what keeps me alive.
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Alive Feeling Hands Heart Touch Yourself
A few weeks after the worst day, I started writing lots of letters. I don’t know why, but it was one of the only things that made my boots lighter.
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Day Oneself Start Worst
What does it remember like?
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One Liner Remember
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
Every moment before this one depends on this one.
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Depend Moments Oneself
People with nothing to declare carry the most.
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Carry Declare People Talk
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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Animal Change Expose Live Respond Silence
We spent our lives making livings.
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Creation Live One Liner
With writing, we have second chances.
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Chance Opportunity Writing
There’s nothing wrong with not understanding yourself.
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Understand Wrong Yourself
So many people enter and leave your life! Hundreds of thousands of people! You have to keep the door open so they can come in! But it also means you have to let them go!
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Leaving Let Go Life People Yourself
Writers now are putting total faith in designers at Apple and Amazon. It’s almost like a race-car driver having no input into how cars are designed.
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Car Design Faith Writing
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
Ninety-nine percent of all land animals eaten or used to produce milk and eggs in the United States are factory farmed. So although there are important exceptions, to speak about eating animals today is to speak about factory farming.
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Animal Eat Factory Farm Land Talk
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
The French, who love their dogs, sometimes eat their horses. The Spanish, who love their horses, sometimes eat their cows. The Indians, who love their cows, sometimes eat their dogs.
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Animal Irony Time
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
You cannot protect yourself from sadness without protecting yourself from happiness.
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Happiness Philosophy Protect Sadness Yourself
Not responding is a response – we are equally responsible for what we don’t do.
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Deep Equality Respond Silence

We shared the smile of recognizing ourselves in each other, how many imposters do I have? Do we all make the same mistakes, or has one of us gotten it right, or even just a bit less wrong, am I the imposter?

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