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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.

Jonathan Safran Foer

Sometimes I can hear my bones straining under the weight of all the lives I’m not living.
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Bone Hear Live Myself Time Weight
I’d rather somebody hate what I do than be indifferent to it.
JONATHAN SAFRAN FOER

Different Hate Myself
Once you hear something, you can never return to the time before you heard it.
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Hear Return Time Yourself
I do think ordinariness is, in a way, the enemy, but not ordinariness as the opposite of flamboyance.
JONATHAN SAFRAN FOER

Enemy Myself Ordinary Thinking Way
We talked about nothing in particular, but it felt like we were talking about the most important things.
JONATHAN SAFRAN FOER

Feeling Important Love Romance Talk Togetherness
I shook my tambourine the whole time, because it helped me remember that even though I was going through different neighborhoods, I was still me.
JONATHAN SAFRAN FOER

Different Help Myself Remember Time
Words are capable of making experience more vivid, and also of organizing it. They can scare us, and they can comfort us.
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Comfortable Experience Organization Scare Word
While it is always possible to wake a person who’s sleeping, no amount of noise will wake a person who is pretending to be asleep.
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Asleep Person Possible Sleep Wake Willing
I woke up once in the middle of the night, and Buckminster’s paws were on my eyelids. He must have been feeling my nightmares.
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Feeling Myself Night Nightmare Wake Up
It can be challenge enough to have to eat with myself.
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Challenge Eat Myself
I imagine a line, a white line, painted on the sand and on the ocean, from me to you.
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Imagination Myself Ocean Yourself
He couldn’t bear to live, but he couldn’t bear to die. He couldn’t bear the thought of he making love to someone else, but neither could he bear the absence of the thought. And as for the note, he couldn’t bear to keep it, but he couldn’t bear to destroy it either.
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Death Destroy Himself Live Note
It’s the tragedy of loving, you can’t love anything more than something you miss.
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Love Missing Tragedy Yourself
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.
JONATHAN SAFRAN FOER

Bruise Earn Feeling Hate Life Yourself
I try not to remember the life that I didn’t want to lose but lost and have to remember,
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Life Lose Myself Remember Try
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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Breathe Father Process Tree Understand Young

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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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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