The mistakes I’ve made are dead to me. But I can’t take back the things I never did.
JONATHAN SAFRAN FOERI love sushi, I love fried chicken, I love steak. But there is a limit to my love.
More Jonathan Safran Foer Quotes
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Once you hear something, you can never return to the time before you heard it.
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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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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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With writing, we have second chances.
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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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Worthy would-be worlds of words, whorls of working wonder.
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I put my hand on the doorknob because I thought maybe her hand was on the doorknob on the other side.
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I hope that one day you will have the experience of doing something you do not understand for someone you love.
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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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Sometimes I can hear my bones straining under the weight of all the lives I’m not living.
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The more exposure people have to the realities of factory farming, the more we will see people rejecting it. It’s already happening.
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It broke my heart into more pieces than my heart was made of, why can’t people say what they mean at the time?
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The animals are those things that God likes but doesn’t love.
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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 dreamt four nights ago of clock hands descending from the universe like rain, of the moon as a green eye, of mirrors and insects, of a love that never withdrew. It was not the feeling of completeness that I so needed, but the feeling of not being empty.
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