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
I'm sorry for my inability to let unimportant things go, for my inability to hold on to the important things.
Interpretation
This quote reflects a struggle between prioritizing what truly matters and letting go of trivial concerns.
In this quote, Jonathan Safran Foer expresses a common human dilemma: the difficulty of discerning between what is truly important in life and what is not. He acknowledges his own failures in holding onto significant matters while simultaneously struggling to release unimportant distractions, highlighting the emotional conflicts we often face in our daily lives.
In practice
During a motivational talk about focus in life priorities.
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
What do babies dream of? She must be dreaming of the before-life, just as I dream of the afterlife.
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?
Reason and free inquiry are the only effectual agents against error... They are the natural enemies of error, and of error only... If [free enquiry] be restrained now, the present corruptions will be protected, and new ones encouraged.
What is grand is necessarily obscure to weak men. That which can be made explicit to the idiot is not worth my care.
Now, God be praised, that to believing souls gives light in darkness, comfort in despair.
Not until you become a stranger to yourself will you be able to make acquaintance with the Friend.
Don't even trust that you are able to unify what everyone is thinking; it is impossible
Stuckness shouldn't be avoided. It's the physic predecessor of all real understanding.
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