You can call your turkey organic and torture it daily.
JONATHAN SAFRAN FOERYou cannot protect yourself from sadness without protecting yourself from happiness.
More Jonathan Safran Foer Quotes
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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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Words never mean what we want them to mean.
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I want an infinitely blank book and the rest of time.
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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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Isn’t it strange how upset people get about a few dozen baseball players taking growth hormones, when we’re doing what we’re doing to our food animals and feeding them to our children?
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Words are capable of making experience more vivid, and also of organizing it. They can scare us, and they can comfort us.
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I shook my tambourine the whole time, because it helped me remember that even though I was going through different neighborhoods, I was still me.
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The mistakes I’ve made are dead to me. But I can’t take back the things I never did.
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Highs and lows make you feel that things matter, but they’re nothing.” “So what’s something?” “Being reliable is something. Being good.
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Just to be a functioning adult in the world, we develop all of these layers of protection. When we see homeless people, we don’t cry, even though homeless people probably deserve our tears – you know, it’s a horrible thing.
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The world is a big place,” he said, “but so is the inside of an apartment!
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We burned with love for ourselves, all of us, starters of the fire we suffered- our love was the affliction for which only our love was the cure.
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Why are you leaving me? He wrote, I do not know how to live. I do not know either but I am trying. I do not know how to try. There were some 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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I dreamt four nights ago of clock hands descending from the universe like rain, of the moon as a green eye, of mirrors and insects, of a love that never withdrew. It was not the feeling of completeness that I so needed, but the feeling of not being empty.
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She avoids mirrors, and lifts a powerful telescope to find herself.
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