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Once you hear something, you can never return to the time before you heard it.

Jonathan Safran Foer

One day you will do things for me that you hate. That is what it means to be family.
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Day Family Hate Love Oneself Yourself
But come. No explaining or mending. Be beside me somewhere.
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Come Explanation Mend Myself
My point is that there are a lot of forces, like the media and the general political rhetoric tells us we should have more. That we should do better than our parents and have a bigger house or a better car.
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Better Car Force Home Media Parents Point Politics
Every moment before this one depends on this one.
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Depend Moments Oneself
Only humans can cry tears.
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Cry Human Tears
Art can be very political but that can’t be the purpose of art, it can’t be the driving force. It isn’t with any of the books that I love, anyway.
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Art Drive Love Myself Politics Purpose
Sometimes I imagined stitching all of our little touches together. How many hundreds of thousands of fingers brushing against each other does it take to make love? Why does anyone ever make love?
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Imagination Love Time Togetherness Touch
Sometimes people who seem good end up being not as good as you might have hoped, you know?
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Goodness Hope People Time Yourself
We had everything to say to each other, but no ways to say it.
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Each Other Talk Way Word
Everything is to protect you. I exist in case you need to be protected.
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Existence Need Protection Yourself
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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Dreams End Eyes Myself Person World
Food for her is not food, it is terror, dignity, gratitude, vengeance, joyfulness, humiliation, religion, history, and, of course, love. As if the fruit she always offered us were picked from the destroyed brances of out family tree.
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Family Food Herself Offering Terror Tree
There are still many different ways to get stuck, existentially stuck. Feeling like, “This is worthless. I’m wasting my time, and I would be wasting the time of someone who tried to read this.” It happens all the time.
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Different Myself Reading Wasted Time Way Worth
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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Laughter Myself Room Small
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
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

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