With writing, we have second chances.
JONATHAN SAFRAN FOERWe believed in our grandmother’s cooking more fervently than we believed in God.
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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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When we eat factory-farmed meat we live, literally, on tortured flesh. Increasingly, that tortured flesh is becoming our own.
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I think and think and think, I‘ve thought myself out of happiness one million times, but never once into it.
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We live in a world made up more of story than stuff. We are creatures of memory more than reminders, of love more than likes.
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Memory was supposed to fill the time, but it made time a hole to be filled.
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I thought for a minute, and then I got heavy, heavy boots.
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I can only hold on to the things I want to lose.
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I watched the sheets breathe when she breathed, like how Dad used to say that trees inhale when people exhale, because I was too young to understand the truth about biological processes.
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My life story is the story of everyone I’ve ever met.
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In the morning, when the nothing vase casts a something shadow, like the memory of someone you’ve lost, what can you say about that?
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Please be truthful, but also please be benevolent, please.
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She wanted more, more slang, more figures of speech, the bee’s knees, the cats pajamas, horse of a different color, dog-tired, she wanted to talk like she was born here, like she never came from anywhere else
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I took the world into me, rearranged it, and sent it back out as a question: “Do you like me?
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Everything is to protect you. I exist in case you need to be protected.
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Worthy would-be worlds of words, whorls of working wonder.
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