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I looked at everyone and wondered where they came from, and who they missed, and what they were sorry for.

Jonathan Safran Foer

I tried the key in all the doors, even though he said he didn’t recognize it. It’s not that I didn’t trust him, becuase I did. It’s that at the end of my search I wanted to be able to say: I don’t know how I could have tried harder.
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Hard Key Myself Trust Try
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
Once you hear something, you can never return to the time before you heard it.
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Hear Return Time Yourself
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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Absence Hate Himself Love Presence
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
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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Bruise Earn Feeling Hate Life Yourself
Ironically, the utterly unselective omnivore — “I’m easy; I’ll eat anything” — can appear more socially sensitive than the individual who tries to eat in a way that is good for society.
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Appearance Easy Eat Goodness Social Society Way
My wife and I have chosen to bring up our children as vegetarians. In another time or place, we might have made a different decision. But the realities of our present moment compelled us to make that choice.
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Children Choice Decision Different Moments Place Present Reality Wife
Everything that’s born has to die, which means our lives are like skyscrapers. The smoke rises at different speeds, but they’re all on fire, and we’re all trapped.
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Born Death Fire Live Ourselves Rise Smoking
With writing, we have second chances.
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Chance Opportunity Writing
Food serves two parallel purposes: it nourishes and it helps you remember. Eating and storytelling are inseparable-the saltwater is also tears; the honey not only tastes sweet, but makes us think of sweetness; the matzo is the bread of our affliction.
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Food Help Honey Nourish Ourselves Purpose Remember Serve Tears
I was of the opinion that the past is past, and like all that is not now it should remain buried along the side of our memories.
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Bury Memories Opinion Ourselves Past Remain Side
Sadness of not knowing enough words to [express what you mean].
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Enough Expression One Liner Sadness Word
We could imagine all sorts of universes unlike this one, but this is the one that happened.
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Imagination Oneself Universe
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
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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Imposter Myself Recognition Share Smile Wrong

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