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We could imagine all sorts of universes unlike this one, but this is the one that happened.

Jonathan Safran Foer

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People with nothing to declare carry the most.
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Carry Declare People Talk
I’m so afraid of losing something I love that I refuse to love anything.
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Afraid Lose Love Myself Refusal
Why does watching a dog be a dog fill one with happiness?
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Animal Dog Happiness Oneself
There’s nothing wrong with not understanding yourself.
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Understand Wrong Yourself
I never confused what I had with what I was.
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Confusion Myself
The mistakes I’ve made are dead to me. But I can’t take back the things I never did.
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Death Mistake Myself
I took the world into me, rearranged it, and sent it back out as a question: “Do you like me?
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Arrangement Myself Question World
The meaning of my thoughts started to float away from me, like leaves that fall from a tree into a river, I was the tree, the world was the river.
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Leave Meaning Myself River Start Thinking Tree
She extended a hand that I didn’t know how to take, so I broke its fingers with my silence.
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Break Fingers Hands Herself Silence
I wasn’t having second thoughts, but I was having thoughts.
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Myself Thinking
I don’t think that there are any limits to how excellent we could make life seem.
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Excellence Life Limitation Thinking
Sometimes you have to put your fears in order.
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Fear Order Time Yourself
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
I thought for a minute, and then I got heavy, heavy boots.
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heavy Myself Thinking Time
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
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

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