The philosopher Elaine Scarry has observed that “beauty always takes place in the particular.” Cruelty, on the other hand, prefers abstraction.
JONATHAN SAFRAN FOEREverything is to protect you. I exist in case you need to be protected.
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The French, who love their dogs, sometimes eat their horses. The Spanish, who love their horses, sometimes eat their cows. The Indians, who love their cows, sometimes eat their dogs.
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Not responding is a response–we are equally responsible for what we don’t do. In the case of animal slaughter, to throw your hands in the air is to wrap your fingers around a knife handle.
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We are lying to ourselves and to each other. Lying about what? I don’t care if we’re lying. I am a bad person. I don’t care. I don’t care what you are.
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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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I got incredibly heavy boots about how relatively insignificant life is, and how, compared to the universe and compared to time, it didn’t even matter if I existed at all.
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It was not the feeling of completeness I so needed, but the feeling of not being empty.
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Everything is to protect you. I exist in case you need to be protected.
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I’m so afraid of losing something I love that I refuse to love anything.
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Words never mean what we want them to mean.
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Whether we change our lives or do nothing, we have responded. To do nothing is to do something.
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Do you eat chicken because you are familiar with the scientific literature on them and have decided that their suffering doesn’t matter, or do you do it because it tastes good?
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It’s hard to say goodbye to the place you’ve lived. It can be as hard as saying goodbye to a person.
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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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I imagine a line, a white line, painted on the sand and on the ocean, from me to you.
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Sometimes you have to put your fears in order.
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