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| e1c2b67 | The dining table was covered with platters of food: everything and pumpernickel bagels, everything minibagels, everything flagels, bialys, cream cheese, scallion cream cheese, salmon spread, tofu spread, smoked and pickled fish, pitch-black brownies with white chocolate swirls like square universes, blondies, rugelach, out-of-season hamantaschen (strawberry, prune, and poppy seed), and "salads"--Jews apply the word salad to anything that ca.. | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| 477294d | Just how destructive does a culinary preference have to be before we decide to eat something else? If contributing to the suffering of billions of animals that live miserable lives and (quite often) die in horrific ways isn't motivating, what would be? If being the number one contributor to the most serious threat facing the planet (global warming) isn't enough, what is? And if you are tempted to put off these questions of conscience, to sa.. | vegan vegetarian | Jonathan Safran Foer | |
| 77acd40 | Isn't it funny that if God were to reveal and explain Himself, the majority of the world would necessarily be disappointed? | short-story the-new-yorker | Jonathan Safran Foer | |
| 11254ab | Anyone who suggests that there is a perfect symbiosis between the farmers' interest and the animals' is probably trying to sell you something (and it's not made of tofu) | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| 6f90435 | It might sound fantastic, but when we bother to look, it's hard to deny that our day-to-day choices shape the world. | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| 78e4da4 | We perhaps know more than we care to admit, keeping it down in the dark places of our memory-disavowed. When we eat factory-farmed meat we live, literally, on tortured flesh. Increasingly, that tortured flesh is becoming our own. | factory-farming nonfiction phylosophy vegetarianism | Jonathan Safran Foer | |
| d176e8e | And this is what living next to a waterfall is like, Safran. Every widow wakes one morning, perhaps after years of pure and unwavering grieving, to realize she slept a good night's sleep, and will be able to eat breakfast, and doesn't hear her husband's ghost all the time, but only some of the time. Her grief is replaced with useful sadness. Every parent who loses a child finds a way to laugh again. The timbre begins to fade. The edge dulls.. | pain self-growth | Jonathan Safran Foer | |
| 33b4a14 | When you're a dad, there's no one above you. If I don't do something that has to be done, who is going to do it? | fatherhood fathers | Jonathan Safran Foer | |
| 4225df9 | For Nicole, my idea of beauty | dedication | Jonathan Safran Foer | |
| 851900f | I couldn't tell what he was feeling, because I couldn't speak the language of his feelings. | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| 7fb3803 | it broke my heart into more pieces than my heart was made of, | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| ecf4574 | There are only so many times that you can utter 'It does not hurt' before it begins to hurt more than the hurt. You become enlightened of the feeling of hurt, which is worse, I am certain, than the existent hurt. | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| 43cdfd9 | I never thought of myself as quiet or much less silent... is ignorance bliss, I don't know, but it's painful to think, and tell me, what did thinking ever do for me, to what great place did thinking ever bring me? I think and think and think, I've thought myself out of happiness one millions times but never once into it. | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| c10f470 | but it's so painful to think, and tell me, what did thinking ever do for me, to what great place did thinking ever bring me? I think and think and think, I've thought myself out of happiness one million times, but never once into it. | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| 9a0308c | Tears I struggle with myself to keep them inside The feelings that I have tried to deny. I tell everyone that I am okay When I battle to make it through each day. In my world of illusions where everything was right I cried myself to sleep each night. You notice the tears filling my eyes As I begin to shed my shallow disguise. My pain, confusion and a few of my fears Drop to the ground in the form of my tears. It feels so good to release the.. | Arianna Johnson | ||
| 64adbaf | He thought he might as well. "There's really only one question." "What's that?" "Did God really kill Himself?" Leanna wasn't smiling now. She was staring at him, but softly. "Who are you?" she asked him. Whatever she meant by the question, he didn't want to answer it. He wiped his face with his napkin, and in reference to the warmth of the place said, "Man." -- | Denis Johnson | ||
| 719b08d | I felt like I was faking all of this, like I was playing the part of a student. I had the costume and the props, but I didn't really belong here. I'd pinned notes on the stupid corkboard backing of my desk, and I'd highlighted things...But it was all so meaningless. For about an hour, I had an overwheling urge to grab my bag, stuff in a few things, and take the next train to Bristol. I could be back on my parents' couch that night if I got .. | Maureen Johnson | ||
| faedc33 | Psy Ops is all about unusual thinking, man. We want ideas blown up right to where they're gonna pop. We're on the cutting edge of reality itself. Right where it turns into a dream. | Denis Johnson | ||
| 9be503d | We stared at him and felt like old maids. He, on the other hand, was the bride of Death. | Denis Johnson | ||
| 83fdc06 | Generally the closest I ever came to wondering about the meaning of it all was to consider that I must be the victim of a joke. | Denis Johnson | ||
| bb8e1c7 | It was a long, narrow place, like a train car that wasn't going anywhere. | Denis Johnson | ||
| 42d070b | You bury a friend--that gives you an enemy. It calls you more deeply into the cause. Then the time comes when you kill a friend. And that might drive you away. It can also have the opposite result--to deafen you against your own voice when it wants to ask questions. | Denis Johnson | ||
| c336278 | I was a whimpering dog inside, nothing more than that. I looked for work because people seemed to believe I should look for work, and when I found a job I believed I was happy about it because these same people - counselors and Narcotics Anonymous members and such - seemed to think a job was a happy thing. | Denis Johnson | ||
| ccbec2f | The appeal was obvious, the cleanly geometry, the assurances of physical ballistics, the organic richness of the wooden lanes and the mute servitude of the machines that raised the pins and swept away the fallen, above all the powerlessness and suspense, the ball held, the ball directed, the ball traveling away like a son, beyond hope of influence. A slow, large, powerful game. Sands | Denis Johnson | ||
| 77c7a79 | Skip had never bowled, never before this moment even observed. The appeal was obvious, the cleanly geometry, the assurances of physical ballistics, the organic richness of the wooden lanes and the mute servitude of the machines that raised the pins and swept away the fallen, above all the powerlessness and suspense, the ball held, the ball directed, the ball traveling away like a son, beyond hope of influence. A slow, large, powerful game. .. | Denis Johnson | ||
| 620d0cf | I knew him, this John Smith. Once at a party he tried to sell me a gun, and later at the same party he made everyone quiet down for a few minutes because I was singing along with the radio, and he liked my voice. | Denis Johnson | ||
| 6bea6d3 | But nothing I could think up, no matter how dramatic or completely horrible, ever made her repent or love me the way she had at first, before she really knew me. | Denis Johnson | ||
| f3ea71b | Islam may soon become the majority religion in countries whose churches have been turned more and more into tourist sites, apartment houses, theatres, and places of entertainment. The French scholar Olivier Roy is right: Islam is now a European religion. | Ian Buruma | ||
| 38b24f8 | When I touch her, my fingers don't question what she is. My body knows who she is. The strange thing about strangers is that they are unknown and known. There is a pattern to her, a shape I understand, a private geometry that numbers mine. She is a maze where I got lost years ago, and now find the way out. She is the missing map. She is the place that I am. She is a stranger. She is the strange that I am beginning to love. | Jeanette Winterson | ||
| 1fc8b75 | Why doesn't she want me? The sun is rising now, but it is 93,000,000 miles away and I can't get warm... She won't be cold. She has the sun inside her. | Jeanette Winterson | ||
| 944a5ce | It seems hard to remain a bachelor...to model your appearance and behaviour on one or two bachelors remembered from your youth. That is how it will be, only that in reality it will be you yourself standing there, today and later, with a body and a real head, and so with a brow too, to strike with your hand. | Franz Kafka | ||
| ef7ed95 | They linked arms with him in a way K. had never walked with anyone before | Franz Kafka | ||
| bdfb51c | Querido padre: Me preguntaste una vez por que afirmaba yo que te tengo miedo. Como de costumbre, no supe que contestar, en parte, justamente por el miedo que te tengo, y en parte porque en los fundamentos de ese miedo entran demasiados detalles como para que pueda mantenerlos reunidos en el curso de una conversacion. Y, aunque intente ahora contestarte por escrito, mi respuesta sera, no obstante, muy incomprensible, porque tambien al escrib.. | Franz Kafka | ||
| a1fe30e | evolution propels itself by an inclination toward its next probable achievement." ("Desire")" | William S. Wilson | ||
| 27f25cc | We are instructed to do the negative; the positive is already within us. | Franz Kafka | ||
| e3639ea | Above all, he could not stop half way, that was nonsense not only in business but always and everywhere. | Franz Kafka | ||
| 61b6258 | Cara signora Milena, la giornata e molto breve, con Lei e soltanto con qualche altra inezia e bell'e passata e terminata. E' molto se rimane un po' di tempo per scrivere alla vera Milena perche quella ancor piu vera era qui tutto il giorno nella camera, sul balcone, nelle nuvole. | poetic | Franz Kafka | |
| 62588e9 | But please, father, understand me correctly: these were completely insignificant details, yet they oppressed me, because you, a great man of authority, could lay down rules for me, and ignore them. And through this I saw that the world was divided into three parts: in the first lived the slave, me, under laws invented solely for my life but to which, without understanding why, I could never fully adjust; and in the second part lived you, i.. | Franz Kafka | ||
| 3d54334 | The golem is for Franz Kafka big headache.." The ache, he confided, grew in Kafka's head, spreading throughout his bones, his joints swelling until there was no longer room in the writer's skin for both himself and the golem; then his skin split at the seams, and the creature burst forth like the Incredible Hulk, thereby expelling Kafka from his own body. What do you have in common with Jews?" Svatopluk was whispering in my ear. "This, Kafk.. | Steve Stern | ||
| dcf88ab | Sometimes I'm overcome with such an aversion to human beings that I can barely refrain from retching. | Franz Kafka | ||
| a37459b | Scratch your flesh raw between your toes, but you won't find the answer. | humor toes | Franz Kafka | |
| 19f85be | Faptele dumneavoastra vor lasa poate urme adinci de pasi in zapada, dar atit. | Franz Kafka | ||
| 4b3bf26 | It's characteristic of this judicial system that a man is condemned not only when he's innocent but also in ignorance. | Franz Kafka | ||
| d68f494 | Alle menschlichen Fehler sind Ungeduld, ein vorzeitiges Abbrechen des Methodischen, ein scheinbares Einpfahlen der scheinbaren Sache. | life philosophy sin truth | Franz Kafka |