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I can only hold on to the things I want to lose.

Jonathan Safran Foer

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 never confused what I had with what I was.
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Confusion Myself
Only humans can cry tears.
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Cry Human Tears
I have no need for the past, I thought, like a child. I did not consider that the past might have a need for me.
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Children Myself Need Past
Once you hear something, you can never return to the time before you heard it.
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Hear Return Time Yourself
I could not believe in a God that would challenge faith like this.
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Believe Challenge Faith God Myself
It can be challenge enough to have to eat with myself.
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Challenge Eat Myself
Memory was supposed to fill the time, but it made time a hole to be filled. Each second was two hundred yards, to be walked, crawled. You couldn’t see the next hour, it was so far in the distance. Tomorrow was over the horizon, and would take an entire day to reach.
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Day Distance Fill Memories Reach Time Walk Yourself
If the thrill of hunting were in the hunt, or even in the marksmanship, a camera would do just as well.
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Camera Hunting Thrill
I am sure people tell you this constantly but if you looked up ‘incredibly beautiful’ in the dictionary there would be a picture of you.
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Dictionary People Photograph Yourself
It is not a thing that you can imagine. It only is. After that, there can be no imagining.
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Imagination Thinking Yourself
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
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 broke my heart into more pieces than my heart was made of, why can’t people say what they mean at the time?
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Heart Meaning Myself People Pieces Word
I’m sorry for my inability to let unimportant things go, for my inability to hold on to the important things.
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Ability Hold On Important Myself Sorry
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

I can only hold on to the things I want to lose.

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