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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?

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
Let love write on you for awhile.
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Love Sex Writing Yourself
Not responding is a response–we are equally responsible for what we don’t do. In the case of animal slaughter, to throw your hands in the air is to wrap your fingers around a knife handle.
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Equality Fingers Respond Responsibility Throw Yourself
As long as I am thinking, I am alive.
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Alive Myself Thinking
Memory was supposed to fill the time, but it made time a hole to be filled.
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Fill Memories Time
I thought for a minute, and then I got heavy, heavy boots.
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heavy Myself Thinking Time
I wasn’t trying to invent better and better homes, but to show her that homes didn’t matter, we could live in any home, in any city, in any country, in any century, and be happy, as if the world were just what we lived in.
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Better Country Home Invention Live World
Everything I did, I did because I thought it was the correct thing to do, I am not a hero, it is true, But I am not a bad person, either.
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Bad Character Goodness Myself Person Unknown
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
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
Please be truthful, but also please be benevolent, please.
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Compassionate Truth
I could not believe in a God that would challenge faith like this.
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Believe Challenge Faith God Myself
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
We believed in our grandmother’s cooking more fervently than we believed in God.
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Believe Cook God
One hundred years of joy can be erased in one second.
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Erase Happiness Oneself Pain
I do think ordinariness is, in a way, the enemy, but not ordinariness as the opposite of flamboyance.
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Enemy Myself Ordinary Thinking Way

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