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
How did her life live itself without her.
Interpretation
The quote reflects on the nature of existence and self-awareness.
In this quote, Jonathan Safran Foer prompts us to contemplate the complexities of life and consciousness. It suggests that one's life can unfold independently of their awareness or control, inviting reflection on the relationship between identity, agency, and the passage of time.
In practice
In a graduation speech to inspire students to live thoughtfully.
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?
I have a kind of magnetic attraction to situations of violence.
Apprehend God in all things, for God is in all things. Every single creature is full of God and is a book about God. Every creature is a word of God.
Are we not all of us fanatics? I say only what you of the U.S.A. pretend you do not know. Attachments are of great seriousness. Choose your attachments carefully. Choose your temple of fanaticism with great care. What you wish to sing of as tragic love is an attachment not carefully chosen. Die for one person? This is a craziness. Persons change, leave, die, become ill. They leave, lie, go mad, have sickness, betray you, die. Your nation outlives you. A cause outlives you.
Moreover, I consider that Carthage should be destroyed.
I was Catholic. You talk about a minority within a minority within a minority: a black Catholic in Savannah, GA.
Properly speaking, all true work is religion.
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