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If I’d been someone else in a different world I’d’ve done something different, but I was myself and the world was the world, so I was silent.

Jonathan Safran Foer

There were things I wanted to tell him. But I knew they would hurt him. So I buried them, and let them hurt me.
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Bury Communication Hide Himself Hurt Myself Word
People with nothing to declare carry the most.
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Carry Declare People Talk
It was one of the best days of my life, a day during which I lived my life and didn’t think about my life at all.
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Best Day Life Myself Thinking
The world is a big place,” he said, “but so is the inside of an apartment!
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Himself Place Room World
He was someone whom everyone admired and liked but whom nobody knew. He was like a book that you could feel good holding, that you could talk about without ever having read, that you could recommend.
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Admire Book Feeling Reading Yourself
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
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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Appreciation Division Genius Infinte Sadness Separate
It has shown me that everything is illuminated in the light of the past. It is always along the side of us…on the inside, looking out.
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Illumination Light Myself Past Side
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
I thought for a minute, and then I got heavy, heavy boots.
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heavy Myself Thinking Time
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
What does it remember like?
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One Liner Remember
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.
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Bruise Earn Feeling Hate Life Yourself
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
Why does watching a dog be a dog fill one with happiness?
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Animal Dog Happiness Oneself
I was more alone than if I had been alone.
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Alone Myself

If I’d been someone else in a different world I’d’ve done something different, but I was myself and the world was the world, so I was silent.

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