So She had to satisfy herself with the idea of love-loving the loving of things whose existence she didn't care at all about. Love itself became the object of her love. She loved herself in love, she loved loving love, as love loves loving, and was able, in that way, to reconcile herself with a world that fell so short of what she would have hoped for.
Jonathan Safran FoerTags: love hope disappointment
(..) I'd write "Ha ha ha!" and instead of singing in the shower I would write out the lyrics of my favorite songs, the ink would turn the water blue or red or green, and the music would run down my legs (..)
Jonathan Safran Foer(..) she cried and cried and cried, there weren't any napkins nearby so I ripped the page from the book - "I don't speak. I'm sorry." - and used it to dry her cheeks, my explanation and apology ran down her face like mascara (..)
Jonathan Safran FoerIn my dream, people apologized for things that were about to happen, and lit candles by inhaling.
Jonathan Safran FoerTags: sorrow remorse regret apologies
I put my hands into the pockets of all his jackets
Jonathan Safran FoerTags: touch hands pockets things-that-i-do
For Nicole, my idea of beauty
Jonathan Safran FoerTags: beauty dedication
All that mattered was him looking at me
Jonathan Safran FoerThere are more places you haven't heard of then you're heard of!' I loved that
Jonathan Safran FoerI knew that we were sharing something with our eyes, but I didn't know what, and I didn't know if it mattered.
Jonathan Safran FoerTags: connection-with-people
...he was leaving me. I wondered if I should stop him. If I should wrestle him to the ground and force him to love me. I wanted to hold his shoulders down and shout into his face.
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