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Songs are as sad as the listener.

Jonathan Safran Foer

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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Break Up Bury Himself Leaving Live Myself Try Writing
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
She said, “Do you have more things that you need, or more that you don’t need?” I said, “It depends on what it means to need.
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Deep Myself Need Philosophy
Why didn’t I learn to treat everything like it was the last time. My greatest regret was how much I believed in the future.
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Believe Future Greatness Learning Time Treat
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
We talked about nothing in particular, but it felt like we were talking about the most important things.
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Feeling Important Love Romance Talk Togetherness
It’s the tragedy of loving, you can’t love anything more than something you miss.
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Love Missing Tragedy Yourself
Why does watching a dog be a dog fill one with happiness?
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Animal Dog Happiness Oneself
She laughed enough to migrate an entire flock of birds. That was how she said yes.
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Bird Herself Laughter Migrate
Every factory-farmed animal is, as a practice, treated in ways that would be illegal if it were a dog or a cat.
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Animal Cat Dog Farm Illegal Practice Treat Way
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
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
In my family, Father is the world champion at ending conversations.
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Conversation End Family Father Myself
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
But come. No explaining or mending. Be beside me somewhere.
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Come Explanation Mend Myself
We believed in our grandmother’s cooking more fervently than we believed in God.
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Believe Cook God

Songs are as sad as the listener.

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