“[But you, O my brothers, remember sometimes thy little Alex that was. Amen.] And all that cal.”
— Anthony Burgess, A Clockwork Orange
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7:21 pm • 1 December 2011 • 79 notes
“It was not the feeling of completeness that I needed, but the feeling of not being empty.”
— Everything is Illuminated, Jonathan Safran Foer
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2:41 pm • 1 December 2011 • 19 notes
“I love you also means I love you more than anyone loves you, or has loved you, or will love you, and also, I love you in a way that no one loves you, or has loved you, or will love you, and also I love you in a way that I love no one else, and never have loved anyone else, and never will love anyone else.”
— Jonathan Safran Foer, Everything is Illuminated
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11:26 am • 1 December 2011 • 38 notes
“I am not a bad person. I am a good person living in a bad time.”
— Jonathan Safran Foer, Everything is Illuminated
5:27 am • 1 December 2011 • 3 notes
“I would give everything for them to live without violence. Peace. That is all that I would ever want from them. Not money and not even love. It is still possible. I know that now, and it is the cause of so much happiness in me.”
— Jonathan Safran Foer (Everything is Illuminated)
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7:41 pm • 30 November 2011 • 5 notes
“One day you will do things for me that you hate. That is what it means to be family.”
— Jonathan Safran Foer, Everything Is Illuminated
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2:37 pm • 30 November 2011 • 11 notes
“If there is no love in the world, we will make a new world, and we will give it walls, and we will furnish it with soft, red interiors, from the inside out, and give it a knocker that resonates like a diamond falling to a jeweller’s felt so that we should never hear it. Love me, because love doesn’t exist, and I have tried everything that does.”
— Everything is Illuminated by Jonathan Safran Foer
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5:28 am • 30 November 2011 • 17 notes
“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 a useful sadness. Every parent who loses a child finds a way to laugh again. The timbre begins to fade. The edge dulls. The hurt lessens. Every love is carved from loss. Mine was. Yours is. Your great-great-great-grandchildren’s will be. But we learn to live in that love.”
— Jonathan Safran Foer, Everything is Illuminated
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7:36 pm • 29 November 2011 • 18 notes