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| d16c404 | In the end, everyone loses everyone. There's no invention to get around that. And so, I felt that night like the turtle that everything in the universe was on top of. | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| 40522b9 | Benle mutlulugum arasina saplanan mesafe dunya degildi, bombalar ve yanan binalar degildi, bendim, dusunmemdi, bir seyleri asla koyuveremiyor olmanin kanseriydi. Cehalet tam mutluluk mudur, bilmiyorum ama dusunmek cok aci verici ve soyleyin bana, dusunmek bana ne verdi, beni hangi ustun mertebeye getirdi? Dusunuyor, dusunuyor ve dusunuyorum, kendimi milyon kere mutlulugun disinda dusundum ama bir kere bile icinde dusunmedim. Cikarabildigim .. | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| eca0122 | Comer animales, como el aborto, es uno de esos temas en los que es imposible saber de manera definitiva algunos de los detalles mas importantes. (?Cuando es un feto una persona real y no potencial? ?Como es en verdad la experiencia animal?), lo cual remueve las desazones mas profundas de uno y a menudo provoca actitudes defensivas o agresivas. | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| f71a78e | Hayatimin en guzel gunlerinden biri, hayatimi yasadigim ve hayatim hakkinda hic dusunmedigim bir gundu. | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| 115035c | Ignoro las veces en que despues de decirle a alguien que soy vegetariano, el o ella intentaban buscar una incoherencia en mi estilo de vida o trataban de buscar un error en un argumentacion que yo no habia hecho. | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
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| 066bc09 | But unlike all farmed meat, which requires the creation and maintenance of animals, dogs are practically begging to be eaten. Three to four million dogs and cats are euthanized annually. This amounts to millions of pounds of meat now being thrown away every year. | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| 567edaa | What we forget about animals we begin to forget about ourselves. | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| 897a676 | The justifications for eating animals and for not eating them are often identical: we are not them. | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| be4cad4 | Nothing- not a conversation, not a handshake or even a hug- establishes friendship so forcefully as eating together. | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| f23ac22 | D'apres toi, pourquoi es-tu ici, Oskar ? - Je suis ici, docteur, parce que maman est inquiete que la vie me mette devant des difficultes insurmontables. | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| 5cfefa8 | She hid these things in the forest so that she could find them when she returned, and then she went forth." "Where?" "Places." "Where?" "Russia. Other places." "Then?" "Then she returned." "Why?" "To gather the things she had hidden, and to discover what remained. Everyone who went back was certain that she would discover her house and her friends and even the relatives that she saw killed. It is said that the Messiah will come at the end o.. | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| e82b67e | You only get to keep what you refuse to let go off. | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| f83368d | Brods 613 Traurigkeiten TRAURIGKEITEN DES KORPERS: Die Traurigkeit des Spiegels; die Traurigkeit, wie die Eltern oder nicht wie die Eltern auszusehen; die Traurigkeit, nicht zu wissen, ob der eigene Korper normal ist; die Traurigkeit zu wissen, dass der eigene Korper nicht normal ist; die Traurigkeit zu wissen, dass der eigene Korper normal ist; die Traurigkeit der Schonheit; die Traurigkeit des Make-ups; die Traurigkeit der korperlichen Sc.. | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| 8e1bc51 | Her learning to sew (from a book Yankel brought back from Lvov) coincided with her refusal to wear any clothes that she did not make for herself, and when he bought her a book about animal physiology, she held the pictures to his face and said, "Don't you think it's strange, Yankel, how we eat them?" "I've never eaten a picture." "The animals. Don't you find that strange? I can't believe I never found it strange before. It's like your name,.. | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| 2393dda | If we are at all serious about ending factory farming, then the absolute least we can do is stop sending checks to the absolute worst abusers. For some, the decision to eschew factory-farmed products will be easy. For others, the decision will be a hard one. To those for whom it sounds like a hard decision (I would have counted myself in this group), the ultimate question is whether it is worth the inconvenience. We know, at least, that thi.. | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| 3079677 | It felt as if an only life should be better than good enough, but how many efforts for more have ended with having nothing? | quality-of-life | Jonathan Safran Foer | |
| 0298c9b | When we lift our forks, we hang our hats somewhere. We set ourselves in one relationship or another to farmed animals, farm-workers, national economies, and global markets. Not making a decision--eating 'like everyone else'--is to make the easiest decision, a decision that is increasingly problematic. | vegetarianism | Jonathan Safran Foer | |
| 175669b | Wings of a half finished book across his chest. | poetic | Jonathan Safran Foer | |
| fd029bc | What's so great about feeling and dreaming? | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| 53b4e7f | You're going to catch a cold. I already have a cold. You are going to catch a colder. | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| f8e32c1 | Jacob was right when, after Sam's injury, he said it was too much love for happiness. | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| 2fc2396 | Why is taste, the crudest of our senses, exempted from the ethical rules that govern our other senses? | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| 44f598f | What's the kindest thing you almost did? Is your fear of insomnia stronger than your fear of what awoke you? Are bonsai cruel? Do you love what you love, or just the feeling? Your earliest memories: do you look though your young eyes, or look at your young self? Which feels worse: to know that there are people who do more with less talent, or that there are people with more talent? Do you walk on moving walkways? Should it make any differen.. | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| 6cb46bd | I will walk without noise and I will open the door in darkness and I will | death everything-is-illuminated life sad | Jonathan Safran Foer | |
| 4fd2431 | Even though I now speak the language fairly well, the spoken language doesn't help me. A conversation involves a sort of collaboration and, often, an act of forgiveness. When I speak I can make mistakes, but I'm somehow able to make myself understood. On the page I am alone. The spoken language is a kind of antechamber with respect to the written, which has a stricter, more elusive logic. | Jhumpa Lahiri | ||
| 05eb404 | Whenever he is discouraged, I tell him that if I can survive on three continents, then there is no obstacle he can not conquer. While the astronauts, heroes forever, spent mere hours on the moon, I have remained in this new world for nearly thirty years. I know that my achievement is quite ordinary. I am not the only man to seek his fortune far from home, and certainly I am not the first. Still, there are times I am bewildered by each mile .. | Jhumpa Lahiri | ||
| f50cb09 | But in the deep red event behind the stove's glass window the filament of time was never tangled, nothing had a name or a reason, everything was itself, and the things she would always know, even if you took her head away, even if you killed her, were confirmed: It catches, then burns, then blazes; it rages and sings, it wanes, it shifts and flares, it burns a little longer and then weakens, whatever it is, and goes out. But if you lay the .. | Denis Johnson | ||
| dfe0a90 | AFTER MAYAKOVKSY by Denis Johnson It's after one. You're probably alone. All night the moon rings like a telephone in an empty booth above our separateness. Now is the hour one answers. I am home. Hello, my heart, my God, my President, my darling: I'm alarmed by the alarm clock's iridescent face, hung like a charm from darkness's fat ear. This accident that was my life will have its witnesses: now, while the world lies wholly motionless and.. | Denis Johnson | ||
| a606fa2 | In fact he was no longer persuaded that blood and revolution made useful tools for altering the concepts in a person's mind. Who said it?--probably Confucius--" I can't beat a sculpture from a stone with a sledgehammer; I can't free the soul of a man by violence." Peace was here, peace was now. Peace promised in any other time or place was a lie." | Denis Johnson | ||
| c0e1f95 | There's nothing wrong with me"--I'm surprised I let those words out. But it's always been my tendency to lie to doctors, as if good health consisted only of the ability to fool them." | Denis Johnson | ||
| 9cf2525 | They ran a few syringesful into me, and I felt like I'd turned from a light, Styrofoam thing into a person. I held up my hands before my eyes. The hands were as still as a sculpture's. | Denis Johnson | ||
| d689d0c | The feeling that he was afraid of me was invigorating. | Denis Johnson | ||
| faae028 | Gladys had seen all of this, and she made it his to know. She'd lost her future to death, and lost her child to life. | Denis Johnson | ||
| 244bef3 | Sands vanquished a rush of fear and said emphatically, "I'm your man, sir." "Get in there. Have intercourse with snakes. Eat human flesh. Learn everything." "That's pretty broad." | Denis Johnson | ||
| 4cf5561 | How could I tell you about it? It was a dream. It didn't make any fucking sense, man. But I do remember it. | Denis Johnson | ||
| 6c4bfe1 | No more pretending for him! He was completely and openly a mess. Meanwhile the rest of us go on trying to fool each other. | Denis Johnson | ||
| a548caf | Sooner or later the mind grasps at a thought and follows it into the labyrinth, one thought branching into another. Then the labyrinth caves in on itself and you find yourself outside. You were never inside--it was a dream. | Denis Johnson | ||
| 60332e7 | She looked up out of her voice and saw the angel....and the entire message had no words. The entire message will be only the beat and direction of time. Yes is Now. The angel who says, "It's time." "Is it time?" she asked. "Does it hurt?" He will have the most beautiful face she has ever seen. "Oh, babe." The angel starts to cry. "You can't imagine," he said." | literature seraphim | Denis Johnson | |
| 283c8e0 | The jolt of fear had burned all the red out of my blood. | Denis Johnson | ||
| fd1c945 | Staring at his own face reflected in a cup of bitter karma. For | Denis Johnson | ||
| d144fa7 | It's not the type of thing Bengali wives do. Like a kiss or caress in a Hindi movie, a husband's name is something intimate and therefore unspoken, cleverly patched over. And so, instead of saying Ashoke's name, she utters the interrogative that has come to replace it, which translates roughly as "Are you listening to me?" -- | Jhumpa Lahiri | ||
| 390b011 | To Whom It May Concern-- Only four words of advice: It can be done. | positive-thinking | Kira Salak | |
| 6e007b4 | The solution to the Muslim problem is a Muslim Voltaire, a Muslim Nietzsche--that | Ian Buruma |