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Il peggio arrivo verso la fine. Moltissime persone morirono proprio alla fine, e io non sapevo se avrei resistito un altro giorno. Un contadino, un russo, Dio lo benedica, vide in che stato ero, entro in casa e ne usci con un pezzo di carne per me.>> <|
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| 23a696f | long before man traveled into space, rabbis debated how one would observe Shabbat there--not because they anticipated space travel but because Buddhists strive to live with questions and Jews would rather die. | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| b52fac5 | Punch with your mouth and talk with your feet. | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| e0a4447 | None of his colleagues or friends, or former colleagues or former friends, had died. Sometimes it amazed him that he'd managed to live forty-two years without proximity to mortality. And that amazement was always followed by the fear that the statistics would catch up with him and offer a lot of death at once. And he wouldn't be ready. | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| 4159f71 | I wondered, for the first time in my life, if life was worth all the work it took to live. What exactly made it worth it? What's so horrible about being dead forever, and not feeling anything, and not even dreaming? What's so great about feeling and dreaming? | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| ca1e429 | Rationally, factory farming is so obviously wrong, in so many ways. In all of my reading and conversations, I've yet to find a credible defense of it. But food is not rational. Food is culture, habit, and identity. For some, that irrationality leads to a kind of resignation. Food | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| 0395d8e | This isn't animal experimentation, where you can imagine some proportionate good at the other end of the suffering. This is what we feel like eating. Tell me something: Why is taste, the crudest of our senses, exempted from the ethical rules that govern our other senses? If you stop and think about it, it's crazy. Why doesn't a horny person have as strong a claim to raping an animal as a hungry one does to killing and eating it? It's easy t.. | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| 98be559 | it broke my heart into more pieces than my heart was made of, why can't people say what they mean at the time? | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| 45e725a | What about frozen planes, which could be safe from heat-seeking missiles? What about subway turnstiles that were also radiation detectors? What about incredibly long ambulances that connected every building to a hospital? What about parachutes in fanny packs? What about guns with sensors in the handles that could detect if you were angry, and if you were, they wouldn't fire, even if you were a police officer? What about Kevlar overalls? Wha.. | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| 5fe926c | It was one of the best days of my life, a day during which I lived my life and didn't think about my life at all. | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| e38226b | Cutting down that tree was my last war!" I asked him who won, which I thought was a nice question, because it would let him say that he won, and feel proud. He said, "The ax won! It's always that way!" | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| d0a924a | I went to a tattoo parlor and had YES written onto the palm of my left hand, and NO onto my right palm, what can I say, it hasn't made life wonderful, it's made life possible, when I rub my hands against each other in the middle of winter I am warming myself with the friction of YES and NO, when I clap my hands I am showing my appreciation through the uniting and parting of YES and NO, I signify "book" by peeling open my clapped hands, ever.. | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| 8f74711 | He wrote, You're being crazy. You're going to catch a cold. I already have a cold. You are going to catch a colder. | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| 4353c50 | 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? | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| 8dd923a | I know a lot about birds and bees, but I don't know very much about the birds and the bees. | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| 9199bc8 | Then there's the newish (November) nonfiction book by hot young writer Jonathan Safran Foer, Eating Animals, which details more horrors of factory farming. Like how just one pig farming operation (Smithfield) produces more tons of shit than does the entire human population of California and Texas combined, and how that untreated waste has nowhere to go other than sprayed in a fecal mist into the air and waterways. | Holly Hughes | ||
| 08e50c7 | All told, farmed animals in the United States produce 130 times as much waste as the human population -- | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| 7a4aa21 | How much currency would a Negro homosexual accountant receive? | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| e841a06 | In Ukraine one cup of coffee is five dollars! | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| d5be043 | The twins hid their bodies under their father's tallis, like ghosts. The horse at the bottom of the river, shrouded by the sunken night sky, closed its heavy eyes. The prehistoric ant in Yankel's ring, which had lain motionless in the honey-colored amber since long before Noah hammered the first plank, hid its head between its many legs, in shame. | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| b3ddc53 | I like to see people reunited, maybe that's a silly thing, but what can I say, I like to see people run to each other, I like the kissing and the crying, I like the impatience, the stories that the mouth can't tell fast enough, the ears that aren't big enough, the eyes that can't take in all of the change, I like the hugging, the bringing together, the end of missing someone, I sit on the side with a coffee and write in my daybook, | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| 76fade9 | we laughed and laughed, together and separately, out loud and silently, we were determined to ignore whatever needed to be ignored, to build a new world from nothing if nothing in our world could be salvaged. | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| 15dc6d8 | I understand, now, the tragedy of my childhood. It wasn't the bombing. It was that I never once liked a photograph of myself. I couldn't. | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| a4fc702 | It's so cold in Yukatia, which is in Siberia, that breath instantly freezes with a crackling noise that they call the whispering of the stars. On extremely cold days, the towns are covered in a fog caused by the breath of humans and animals. | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| 0b77446 | Oskar: I'm God! Thomas: You're an atheist. Oskar: I don't exist! | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| e631e1d | my thinking, the cancer of never letting go, is ignorance bliss, I don't know, 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 | ||
| c5becd5 | Even Alf is not humorous at times. | humor | Jonathan Safran Foer | |
| 46c2c26 | at the dawn of July, Ukraine was to celebrate the first birthday of its ultramodern constitution, which makes us feel very nationalistic, and so many people would be on vacation in foreign places. | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| b407db4 | I looked for her all day but didn't see her, not in the yard, not through a window, I promised myself I would stay until I found her, but as night began to come in, I knew I had to go home, I hated myself for going, why couldn't I be the kind of person who stays? | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| 625d8f2 | Our methodologies . . . have come more and more to resemble the methodology of mining. . . . This is sufficiently clear to many of us. What is not sufficiently clear, perhaps to any of us, is the extent of our complicity, as individuals and especially as individual consumers, in the behavior of the corporations. . . . Most people . . . have given proxies to the corporations to produce and provide all of their food. | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| 4cc6546 | I am blind. I am supposed to be retarded. | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| f790953 | We would have been safe. | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| 73c885a | He thought cucumbers were good enough, but pickles were delicious--so absolutely delicious, in fact, that he questioned whether they were, indeed, made from cucumbers, which were only good enough. | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| 15e104b | I'd experienced joy, but not nearly enough, could there be enough? The end of suffering does not justify the suffering, and so there is no end to suffering. | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| 4aa5f07 | Shyness is when you turn your head away from something you want. Shame is when you turn your head away from something you do not want. | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| 655f14c | L'unica cosa piu dolorosa dell'essere obliatori attivi e essere rammentatori inerti. | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| 8a39252 | Menachem's problem was this: he had more money than there were things to buy. Menachem's solution was this: rather than buy more things, he would continue to buy the things he already owned, | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| 72998d0 | In my dream, spring came after summer, came after fall, came after winter, came after spring. | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| 9ca49e8 | Her English had an elegant European lilt, what I thought was a French accent-- vowels in the front of her mouth, consonants brushed with feathers. | James Patterson | ||
| f6df710 | Whether we're talking about fish species, pigs, or some other eaten animal, is such suffering the most important thing in the world? Obviously not. But that's not the question. Is it more important than sushi, bacon, or chicken nuggets? That's the question. | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| b128b70 | Vegetarians are at best kindly but unrealistic. At worst they are delusional sentimentalists. | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| 6f8149e | Mozhno prostit' ukhod, no kak prostit' vozvrashchenie? | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| 739eb25 | Mark had said it wasn't too late in life for happiness. When, in Julia's life, would it be late enough for honesty? It was amazing how little changed as everything changed. The conversation was continually expanding, but it was no longer clear what they were talking about. | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| a2cd078 | I yearned to press my ear to the door so that I could at minimum hear. But I knew that my side was on the outside with the hero. Part of me hated this, and part of me was grateful, because once you hear something, you can never return to the time before you heard it. | Jonathan Safran Foer |