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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

Cruelty depends on an understanding of cruelty, and the ability to choose against it. Or to choose to ignore it.
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Ability Choice Cruelty Ignorance Understand
Writers now are putting total faith in designers at Apple and Amazon. It’s almost like a race-car driver having no input into how cars are designed.
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Car Design Faith Writing
She wanted more, more slang, more figures of speech, the bee’s knees, the cats pajamas, horse of a different color, dog-tired, she wanted to talk like she was born here, like she never came from anywhere else
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Animal Born Color Different Herself
We are not long-term beings. Not heroes of romances in many volumes. For one gesture, for one word alone, we shall make the effort. We openly admit: our creations will be temporary. We shall have this as our aim: a gesture.
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Admit Effort Goal Human Open Romance Temporary Time Volume
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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Day Experience Hope Love Understand Willing Yourself
We aren’t exactly emptying the oceans; it’s more like clear-cutting a forest with thousands of species to create massive fields with one type of soybean.
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Empty Exact Forest Ocean Oneself Type
Tomorrow was over the horizon, and would take an entire day to reach.
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Day Future Horizon Reach
I could not believe in a God that would challenge faith like this.
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Believe Challenge Faith God Myself
You are the only one who has understood even a whisper of me, and I will tell you that I am the only person who has understood even a whisper of you.
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Person Understand Whisper Yourself
I put my hand on the doorknob because I thought maybe her hand was on the doorknob on the other side.
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Hands Myself Side Thinking
Every night before putting her to sleep, Yankel counts her ribs, as if one might have disappeared in the course of the day and become the seed and soil for some new companion to steal her away from him.
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Appearance Himself Night Sleep Steal
I have so much to say to you. I want to begin at the beginning, because that is what you deserve. I want to tell you everything, without leaving out a single detail. But where is the beginning? And what is everything?
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Beginning Deserve Detail Friendship Leaving Myself Relationship Talk Yourself
I can only hold on to the things I want to lose.
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Hold On Lose Myself
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
Memory was supposed to fill the time, but it made time a hole to be filled.
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Fill Memories Time
If we communicated with something like music, we would never be misunderstood, because there is nothing in music to understand.
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Communication Music Understand

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.

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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.

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