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| 564fec2 | In my dream, all of the collapsed ceilings reformed above us. The fire went back into the bombs, which rose up and into the bellies of planes whose propellers turned backward, like the second hands of the clocks across Dresden, only faster. | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| 0d93031 | She was incredibly beautiful, with a face like Mom's, which seemed like it was smiling even when she wasn't smiling, and huge boobs. | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| 381d191 | That's the difference between heaven and hell! In hell we starve! In heaven we feed each other! | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| 92bd721 | I'm sure people tell you this constantly, but if you looked up 'incredibly beautiful' in the dictionary, there would be a picture of you." She cracked up a bit and said, "People never tell me that." "I bet they do." She cracked up a bit more. "They don't." "Then you hang out with the wrong people." "You might be right about that." "Because you're incredibly beautiful." | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| 3d9cb2c | It's not even that I trust him not to leave. I know this won't last. I'd rather be me than him. The words are coming so easily. The pages are coming easily. At the end of my dream, Eve put the apple back on the branch. The tree went back into the ground. It became a sapling, which became a seed. God brought together the land and the water, the sky and the water, the water and the water, evening and morning, something and nothing. He.. | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| 36a20d9 | I read the first chapter of A Brief History of Time when Dad was still alive, and I got incredibly heavy boots about how relatively insignificant life is, and how, compared to the universe and compared to time, it didn't even matter if I existed at all. When Dad was tucking me in that night and we were talking about the book, I asked if he could think of a solution to that problem. "Which problem?" "The problem of how relatively insignifica.. | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| bf6b1e9 | We need enormous pockets, pockets big enough for our families, and our friends, and even the people who aren't on our lists, people we've never met but still want to protect. We need pockets for boroughs and for cities, a pocket that could hold the universe. | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| 1e3334a | Every time you make a decision about food, Paul pleaded, quoting Berry, "you are farming by proxy." | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| bbcd83a | She is deranged," I said, "but so so playful." | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| dc5f32f | She smiled a smile to bring a thousand ships to harbor. | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| 219d3a9 | The point wasn't to fit everything in; it was to attend to the most important things first--the big, beautiful rocks--the most valuable people and experiences--and fit the lesser things in around them. Otherwise, | James Patterson | ||
| 33b7160 | Touch had always saved them in the past. No matter the anger or hurt, no matter the depth of the aloneness, a touch, even a light and passing touch, reminded them of their long togetherness. A palm on a neck: it all flooded back. A head leaned upon a shoulder: the chemicals surged, the memory of love. At times, it was almost impossible to cross the distance between their bodies, to reach out. At times, it was impossible. Each new the feelin.. | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| 0471700 | Yet we wanted human feeling, gestures free from suspicion, some sympathetic if stammering articulation, half syllables of mystification, a temporary eternal. | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| 7566df6 | We made safe places in the apartment where you could go and not exist. | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| e1c6045 | The apartment had never been darker. I turned on the lamp. It became bright around us. The apartment became darker. | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| 796e9f7 | But I do not do these things because we are a family. I do them because they are common decencies. That is an idiom that the hero taught me. I do them because I am not a big fucking asshole. | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| 98c7734 |
Koroche, samoe krutoe, chto ia vychital v National Geographic, eto chto chislo liudei, zhivushchikh seichas na zemle, bol'she, chem chislo umershikh za vsiu istoriiu chelovechestva. Drugimi slovami, esli vse odnovremenno zakhotiat sygrat' < |
Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| e8eb35c | Bol'she vsego ia obozhal tishinu za mig do nachala. | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| 791e2f9 | Nam nuzhny gromadneishie karmany -- takie, chtoby v nikh umeshchalis' nashi sem'i, i nashi druz'ia, i dazhe liudi, kotorykh net v nashikh spiskakh, neznakomye, kotorykh my vse ravno khotim zashchitit'. Nam nuzhny karmany dlia munitsipal'nykh okrugov i tselykh gorodov, karmany, sposobnye vmestit' vsiu Vselennuiu. [...] No ia znal, chto karmany ne byvaiut takimi bol'shimi. V kontse kontsov vse poteriaiut vsekh. Net takogo izobreteniia, chtoby.. | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| 31cf82d | Ee nichto ne smushchalo. Ia ei tak zavidovala, potomu chto sama vse vremia smushchalas' i stradala ot etogo. Ona obozhala skakat' na posteli. Ona skakala stol'ko let, chto odnazhdy na moikh glazakh na matrase razoshlis' shvy. Nebol'shaia komnata zapolnilas' per'iami. Nash smekh ne daval im osest'. Ia podumala pro ptits. Smogli by oni letat', esli by nikto nigde ne smeialsia? | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| 96f86ea | Ona napisala: ia by khotela snova stat' devochkoi, i chtoby vsia zhizn' snova byla vperedi. Ia stradala chashche, chem sledovalo. A radosti, kotorye mne vypali, ne vsegda radovali. Teper' ia by prozhila inache. Kogda ia byla v tvoem vozraste, dedushka kupil mne rubinovyi braslet. On byl bol'shoi i boltalsia na zapiast'e. Ne braslet, a tseloe ozherel'e. Pozdnee dedushka priznavalsia, chto spetsial'no prosil iuvelira sdelat' ego takim. On kho.. | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| ef22796 | Ia vpervye zanimalas' liubov'iu. Interesno, znal li on ob etom? Eto bylo vse ravno kak plakat'. Ia podumala: Zachem liudi voobshche zanimaiutsia liubov'iu? | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| 7060e32 | I am not a bad person," he said. "I am good person who has lived un a bad time." | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| 6ff8a8f | Ia vspomnil pro svoi mobil'nik. U menia ostaetsia neskol'ko sekund. Komu ia pozvoniu? Chto skazhu? Ia podumal pro vse, chto liudi kogda-libo drug drugu govoriat, i kak kazhdyi chelovek umret -- kto-to cherez millisekundu, kto-to cherez neskol'ko dnei, ili mesiatsev, ili 76,5 let, esli on tol'ko rodilsia. Vse rodivsheesia obrecheno na smert', a znachit, nashi zhizni -- kak neboskreby. Dym podnimaetsia s raznoi skorost'iu, no goriat vse, i my.. | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| aad73c8 | ia ne mog sebe etogo ob'iasnit', v neob'iasnimosti i zakliuchalas' prelest', eto normal'no -- ne razbirat'sia v sebe. | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| f6f9dc1 | ei nuzhno podtverzhdenie moei liubvi, tol'ko eto vsem drug ot druga i nuzhno, ne sama liubov', a podtverzhdenie, chto ona v nalichii, kak svezhie batareiki v karmannom fonarike iz avariinogo nabora v shkafu v koridore... | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| fc0ebc4 |
Ia sprosil, otkuda ona stol'ko vsego znaet. Ona skazala: < |
Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| 5946bdd |
Ona skazala: < |
Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| f8dcad8 | Utrom v pristupe zhguchei zhalosti k samomu sebe ia vdrug osoznal, kak osoznaiut v minuty ozareniia prostoe reshenie nerazreshimoi zadachi: dal'she otkladyvat' nel'zia. | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| d6c00f9 | my brain started misbehaving, and | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| 488be48 | Who's Marilyn Monroe?" "Sex!" -- | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| 781aac2 | Highs and lows make you feel that things matter, but they're nothing." "So what's something?" "Being reliable is something. Being good." "And" | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| 6d1070a | Tiny acts of shitty retribution for tiny acts of shitty retribution for tiny acts of shitty retribution for an original offense that no one could remember. Or for no offense at all. | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| e55a407 | Somehow all troubles and cares seemed to diminish when you were with the people you loved. Then | James Patterson | ||
| b87eb0d | She found the company that made her favorite architectural model trees. They weren't the most realistic, they weren't even well made. She didn't like them because they evoked trees but because they evoked the sadness that trees evoke. | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| d613777 | It's better to lose something than never to have had | thought-provoking | Jonathan Safran Foer | |
| eebd588 | The inside of life became far smaller than the outside, creating a cavity, an emptiness. | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| d57270f | We are the ones of whom it will be fairly asked, What did you do when you learned the truth of about eating animals? | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| 85ba68b | There has yet to be a human to survive a span of history without at least one end of the world. It is the subject of extensive scholarly debate whether stillborn babies are subject to the same revelations--if we could say that they have lived without endings. This debate, of course, demands a close examination of that more profound question: Was the world first created or ended? When the Lord our God breathed on the universe, was that a gen.. | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| ff77a56 | Everything is the way it is because everything was the way it was. | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| a21f053 | She presents food and drink to customers there, and says to me, "I mount the autobus for an hour to work all day doing things I hate. You want to know why? It is for you, Alexi-stop-spleening-me! One day you will do things for me that you hate. That is what it means to be a family." | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| 54b9f69 | Mesa, adorno de marfil, arcoiris, cebolla, peinado, molusco, Sabbat, violencia, cuticula, melodrama, cuneta, miel, panuelo... Nada la conmovia. (...) Nada conseguia ser mas de lo que era en realidad. Eran solo cosas, prisioneras de su propia esencia. | intelligence things universe | Jonathan Safran Foer | |
| 2214b0a | I'm possibly possible. | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| 6983eef | scientists now argue that the primordial source of all flu strains is migrating aquatic birds such as ducks and geese that have roamed the earth for more than a hundred million years. The flu, it turns out, is all about our relationship with birds. | Jonathan Safran Foer |