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Is that growing old? Or is it something worse?

Jonathan Safran Foer

She let out a laugh, and then she put her hand over her mouth, like she was angry at herself for forgetting her sadness.
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Angry Forget Hands Herself Laughter Sadness
It can be challenge enough to have to eat with myself.
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Challenge Eat Myself
Only humans can cry tears.
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Cry Human Tears
But I believe that things are extremely complicated, and her looking over me was as complicated as anything could ever be. But it was also incredibly simple.
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Believe Complication Myself Simplicity
He promised us that everything would be okay. I was a child, but I knew that everything would not be okay. That did not make my father a liar. It made him my father.
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Children Deep Family Father Lying Myself Parents Promise
The more exposure people have to the realities of factory farming, the more we will see people rejecting it. It’s already happening.
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Factory People Reality See Willing
Every moment before this one depends on this one.
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Depend Moments Oneself
The philosopher Elaine Scarry has observed that “beauty always takes place in the particular.” Cruelty, on the other hand, prefers abstraction.
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Cruelty Observation Philosophy Place
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
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 wasn’t having second thoughts, but I was having thoughts.
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Myself Thinking
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
The more you love someone, he came to think, the harder it is to tell them. It surprised him that strangers didn’t stop each other on the street to say I love you.
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Each Other Hard Love Myself Stranger Thinking
She laughed enough to migrate an entire flock of birds. That was how she said yes.
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Bird Herself Laughter Migrate
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
We live in a world made up more of story than stuff. We are creatures of memory more than reminders, of love more than likes.
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Creature Live Love Memories Reminder Story World

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