We burned with love for ourselves, all of us, starters of the fire we suffered- our love was the affliction for which only our love was the cure.
Jonathan Safran FoerRead
What do babies dream of? She must be dreaming of the before-life, just as I dream of the afterlife.
Interpretation
This quote explores the concept of dreams and the continuity of existence beyond life.
In this quote, Jonathan Safran Foer reflects on the idea of dreams as a window to experiences and realms beyond our current lives. He juxtaposes the dreams of babies, who may be connected to a state before birth, with his own musings about the afterlife, suggesting a shared interest in what exists before and after our physical existence, and inviting contemplation on the cycles of life and consciousness.
In practice
In a discussion about the meaning of life during a philosophy class.
We burned with love for ourselves, all of us, starters of the fire we suffered- our love was the affliction for which only our love was the cure.
Memory was supposed to fill the time, but it made time a hole to be filled. Each second was two hundred yards, to be walked, crawled. You couldn't see the next hour, it was so far in the distance. Tomorrow was over the horizon, and would take an entire day to reach.
She was not crying Which surprised me very much But I understand now That she had found places For her melancholy That were behind more masks Than only her eyes
A few weeks after the worst day, I started writing lots of letters. I don't know why, but it was one of the only things that made my boots lighter.
What is being awake if not interpreting our dreams, or dreaming if not interpreting our wake?
Just how destructive does a culinary preference have to be before we decide to eat something else? If contributing to the suffering of billions of animals that live miserable lives and (quite often) die in horrific ways isn't motivating, what would be? If being the number one contributor to the most serious threat facing the planet (global warming) isn't enough, what is? And if you are tempted to put off these questions of conscience, to say not now, then when?
He had the air of a spy in a melodrama, missing nothing, liking nothing, looking forward to the great day when everything would be turned upside down.
There is perhaps no more obvious vanity than to write of it so vainly.
If we say that we have no sin, We deceive ourselves, and there's no truth in us. Why then belike we must sin, And so consequently die. Ay, we must die an everlasting death.
I was a westerner in Iran, an Iranian in the West. I had no identity. I didn't even know anymore why I was living.
I have yet to see a serious act of violence that was not provoked by the experience of feeling shamed and humiliated, disrespected and ridiculed, and that did not represent the attempt to prevent or undo this βloss of faceββno matter how severe the punishment, even if it includes death.
The Divine realm extends to the earthly; but the later, illusory in nature, does not contain the essence of Reality.
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