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My life story is the story of everyone I’ve ever met.

Jonathan Safran Foer

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.
JONATHAN SAFRAN FOER

Existence heavy Myself Time Universe
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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Bad Each Other Lying Yourself
Part of living your life is an awareness of the opportunities that can be missed and an awareness that time moves in one direction.
JONATHAN SAFRAN FOER

Aware Direction Life Live Miss Move Oneself Opportunity
Let love write on you for awhile.
JONATHAN SAFRAN FOER

Love Sex Writing Yourself
Why does watching a dog be a dog fill one with happiness?
JONATHAN SAFRAN FOER

Animal Dog Happiness Oneself
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 felt, that night, on that stage, under that skull, incredibly close to everything in the universe, but also extremely alone.
JONATHAN SAFRAN FOER

Alone Feeling Myself Universe
I regret that it takes a life to learn how to live.
JONATHAN SAFRAN FOER

Life Live Myself One Liner Regret
Worthy would-be worlds of words, whorls of working wonder.
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Wonder Word Work World Worth
I didn’t feel empty. I wished I’d felt empty. … I wanted to be empty like an overturned pitcher. But I was full like a stone.
JONATHAN SAFRAN FOER

Empty Feeling Myself Stone
Isn’t it strange how upset people get about a few dozen baseball players taking growth hormones, when we’re doing what we’re doing to our food animals and feeding them to our children?
JONATHAN SAFRAN FOER

Children Food Growth Ourselves People Strange Upset
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
This is my heart. You are touching it with your left hand. You are touching it with your left hand, not because you are left-handed, although you might be, but because I am holding it against my heart. What you are feeling is the beating of my heart. It is what keeps me alive.
JONATHAN SAFRAN FOER

Alive Feeling Hands Heart Touch 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
Food for her is not food, it is terror, dignity, gratitude, vengeance, joyfulness, humiliation, religion, history, and, of course, love. As if the fruit she always offered us were picked from the destroyed brances of out family tree.
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Family Food Herself Offering Terror Tree
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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Lost Memories Morning Shadow Yourself

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