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  • #1
    Jonathan Safran Foer
    “Sometimes I can hear my bones straining under the weight of all the lives I'm not living.”
    Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close

  • #2
    Jonathan Safran Foer
    “I think and think and think, I‘ve thought myself out of happiness one million times, but never once into it.”
    Jonathan Safran Foer

  • #3
    Jonathan Safran Foer
    “What about little microphones? What if everyone swallowed them, and they played the sounds of our hearts through little speakers, which could be in the pouches of our overalls? When you skateboarded down the street at night you could hear everyone's heartbeat, and they could hear yours, sort of like sonar. One weird thing is, I wonder if everyone's hearts would start to beat at the same time, like how women who live together have their menstrual periods at the same time, which I know about, but don't really want to know about. That would be so weird, except that the place in the hospital where babies are born would sound like a crystal chandelier in a houseboat, because the babies wouldn't have had time to match up their heartbeats yet. And at the finish line at the end of the New York City Marathon it would sound like war.”
    Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close

  • #4
    Jonathan Safran Foer
    “She had fallen in love so many times that she began to suspect she was not falling in love at all, but doing something much more ordinary.”
    Jonathan Safran Foer

  • #5
    Jonathan Safran Foer
    “Brod's life was a slow realization that the world was not for her, and that for whatever reason, she would never be happy and honest at the same time. She felt as if she were brimming, always producing and hoarding more love inside her. But there was no release...

    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. It was not the world that was the great and saving lie, but her willingness to make it beautiful and fair, to live a once-removed life, in a world once-removed from the one in which everyone else seemed to exist.”
    Jonathan Safran Foer
    tags: love

  • #6
    Jonathan Safran Foer
    “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, Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close

  • #7
    Jonathan Safran Foer
    “When I looked at you, my life made sense. Even the bad things made sense. They were necessary to make you possible.”
    Jonathan Safran Foer

  • #8
    Jonathan Safran Foer
    “Why are you leaving me?
    He wrote, I do not know how to live.
    I do not know either but I am trying.
    I do not know how to try.
    There were some things I wanted to tell him. But I knew they would hurt him. So i buried them and let them hurt me”
    Jonathan Safran Foer

  • #9
    Jonathan Safran Foer
    “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 my life wonderful, its 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 hands, every book, for me, is the balance of YES and NO, even this one, my last one, especially this one. Does it break my heart, of course, every moment of every day, into more pieces than my heart was made of, I never thought of myself as quiet, much less silent, I never thought about things at all, everything changed, the distance that wedged itself between me and my happiness wasn't the world, it wasn't the bombs and burning buildings, it was me, 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

  • #10
    Jonathan Safran Foer
    “I started inventing things, and then I couldn't stop, like beavers, which I know about. People think they cut down trees so they can build dams, but in reality it's because their teeth never stop growing, and if they didn't constantly file them down by cutting through all of those trees, their teeth would start to grow into their own faces, which would kill them. That's how my brain was.”
    Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close

  • #11
    Jonathan Safran Foer
    “We slept in the same bed.
    There was never a right time to say it.
    It was always unnecessary.
    The books in my father's shed were sighing.
    The sheets were rising and falling around me with Anna's breathing.
    I thought about waking her.
    but it was unnecessary.
    There would be other nights.
    And how can you say I love you to someone you love?
    I rolled onto my side and fell asleep next to her.
    Here is the point of everything I have been trying to tell you...
    It's always necessary.
    I love you,...”
    Jonathan Safran Foer

  • #12
    Jonathan Safran Foer
    “I got tired, I told him. Not worn out, but worn through. Like one of those wives who wakes up one morning and says I can't bake any more bread.
    You never bake bread, he wrote, and we were still joking.
    Then it's like I woke up and baked bread, I said, and we were joking even then. I wondered will there come a time when we won't be joking? And what would it look like? And how would that feel?
    When I was a girl, my life was music that was always getting louder. Everything moved me. A dog following a stranger. That made me feel so much. A calender that showed the wrong month. I could have cried over it. I did. Where the smoke from the chimney ended. How an overturned bottle rested at the edge of a table.
    I spent my life learning to feel less.
    Every day I felt less.
    Is that growing old? Or is it something worse?
    You cannot protect yourself from sadness without protecting yourself from happiness.”
    Jonathan Safran Foer

  • #13
    Jonathan Safran Foer
    “I want an infinitely blank book and the rest of time...
    ...why didn't I learn to treat everything like it was the last time, my greatest regret is how much I believed in the future.”
    Jonathan Safran Foer

  • #14
    Jonathan Safran Foer
    “She said, 'Believe it or not, I used to be idealistic.' I asked her what 'idealistic' meant. 'It means you live by what you think is right.' 'You don't do that anymore?' 'There are questions I don't ask anymore.”
    Jonathan Safran Foer

  • #15
    Jonathan Safran Foer
    “It's so hard to express yourself.'
    I understand this.'
    I want to express myself.'
    The same is true for me.'
    I'm looking for my voice.'
    It's in your mouth.'
    I want to do something I'm not ashamed of.'
    Something you are proud of, yes?'
    Not even. I just don't want to be ashamed.”
    Jonathan Safran Foer, Everything Is Illuminated

  • #16
    Jonathan Safran Foer
    “Does it break my heart, of course, every moment of every day, into more pieces than my heart was made of, I never thought of myself as quiet, much less silent, I never thought about things at all, everything changed, the distance that wedged itself between me and my happiness wasn't the world, it wasn't the bombs and burning buildings, it was me, 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

  • #17
    Jonathan Safran Foer
    “Love me, because love doesn't exist, and I have tried everything that does.”
    Jonathan Safran Foer, Everything Is Illuminated

  • #18
    Jonathan Safran Foer
    “I feel too much. That's what's going on.' 'Do you think one can feel too much? Or just feel in the wrong ways?' 'My insides don't match up with my outsides.' 'Do anyone's insides and outsides match up?' 'I don't know. I'm only me.' 'Maybe that's what a person's personality is: the difference between the inside and outside.' 'But it's worse for me.' 'I wonder if everyone thinks it's worse for him.' 'Probably. But it really is worse for me.”
    Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close

  • #19
    Jonathan Safran Foer
    “What about a teakettle? What if the spout opened and closed when the steam came out, so it would become a mouth, and it could whistle pretty melodies, or do Shakespeare, or just
    crack up with me? I could invent a teakettle that reads in Dad’s voice, so I could fall asleep, or maybe a set of kettles that sings the chorus of “Yellow Submarine,” which is a song by the Beatles, who I love, because entomology is one of my raisons d’être, which
    is a French expression that I know. Another good thing is that I could train my anus to talk when I farted. If I wanted to be extremely hilarious, I’d train it to say, “Wasn’t me!” every time I made an incredibly bad fart. And if I ever made an incredibly bad fart in the Hall of Mirrors, which is in Versailles, which is outside of Paris, which is in France, obviously, my anus would say, “Ce n’étais pas moi!”
    What about little microphones? What if everyone swallowed them, and they played the sounds of our hearts through little speakers, which could be in the pouches of our overalls? When you skateboard down the street at night you could hear everyone's heartbeat, and they could hear yours, sort of like sonar. One weird thing is, I wonder if everyone's hearts would start to beat at the same time, like how women who live together have their menstrual periods at the same time, which I know about, but don't really want to know about. That would be so weird, except that the place in the hospital where babies are born would sound like a crystal chandelier in a houseboat, because the babies wouldn't have had time to match up their heartbeats yet. And at the finish line at the end of the New York City Marathon it would sound like war.”
    Jonathan Safran Foer

  • #20
    Jonathan Safran Foer
    “Sometimes I imagined stitching all of our little touches together. How many hundreds of thousands of fingers brushing against each other does it take to make love? Why does anyone ever make love?”
    Jonathan Safran Foer

  • #21
    Jonathan Safran Foer
    “If we communicated with something like music, we would never be misunderstood, because there is nothing in music to understand...... But until we find this new way of speaking, until we can find a nonapproximate vocabulary, nonsense words are the best thing we've got. Ifactifice is one such word.”
    Jonathan Safran Foer, Everything Is Illuminated

  • #22
    Jonathan Safran Foer
    “In bed that night I invented a special drain that would be underneath every pillow in New York, and would connect to the reservoir. Whenever people cried themselves to sleep, the tears would all go to the same place, and in the morning the weatherman could report if the water level of the Reservoir of Tears had gone up or down, and you could know if New York is in heavy boots.”
    Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close
    tags: love

  • #23
    Jonathan Safran Foer
    “I will describe my eyes and then begin the story. My eyes are blue and resplendent. Now I will begin the story.”
    Jonathan Safran Foer, Everything Is Illuminated

  • #24
    Jonathan Safran Foer
    “I knew that our time together was almost over, I asked her if she liked sports, she asked me if I liked chess, I asked her if she liked fallen trees, she went home with her father, the center of me followed her, but I was left with the shell of me, I needed to see her again, I couldn't explain my need to myself, and that's why it was such a beautiful need, there's nothing wrong with not understanding yourself.”
    Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close

  • #25
    Jonathan Safran Foer
    “I zipped myself all the way into the sleeping bag of myself, not because I was hurt, and not because I had broken something, but because they were cracking up.”
    Jonathan Safran Foer

  • #26
    Jonathan Safran Foer
    “Feathers filled the small room. Our laughter kept the feathers in the air. I thought about birds. Could they fly if there wasn't someone, somewhere, laughing?”
    Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close

  • #27
    Jonathan Safran Foer
    “Anyway.
    I’m not allowed to watch TV, although I am allowed to rent documentaries that are approved for me, and I can read anything I want. My favorite book is A Brief History of Time, even though I haven’t actually finished it, because the math is incredibly hard and Mom isn’t good at helping me. One of my favorite parts is the beginning of the first chapter, where Stephen Hawking tells about a famous scientist who was giving a lecture about how the earth orbits the sun, and the sun orbits the solar system, and whatever. Then a woman in the back of the room raised her hand and said, “What you
    have told us is rubbish. The world is really a flat plate supported on the back
    of a giant tortoise.” So the scientist asked her what the tortoise was standing
    on. And she said, “But it’s turtles all the way down!”
    I love that story, because it shows how ignorant people can be. And also because I love tortoises.”
    Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close

  • #28
    Jonathan Safran Foer
    “What if I never stop inventing?”
    Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close

  • #29
    Jonathan Safran Foer
    “I felt suddenly shy. I was not used to shy. I was used to shame. 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, Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close

  • #30
    Jonathan Safran Foer
    “Sadness of love without release.”
    Jonathan Safran Foer



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