I watched the sheets breathe when she breathed, like how Dad used to say that trees inhale when people exhale, because I was too young to understand the truth about biological processes.
I wasn’t trying to invent better and better homes, but to show her that homes didn’t matter, we could live in any home, in any city, in any country, in any century, and be happy, as if the world were...
I wanted to touch him, to tell him that even if everyone left everyone, I would never leave him, he talked and talked, his words fell through him, trying to find the floor to his sadness.
I wanted to pull the thread, unravel the scarf of my silence and start again from the beginning.
I wanted to cry but I didn't, I probably should have cried, I should have drowned us there in the room ending our suffering.
I walked into a bakery seven years later and there he was. He had dogs at his feet and a bird in a cage beside him. The seven years were not seven years. They were not seven hundred years. Their lengt...
I used to think that humor was the only way to appreciate how wonderful and terrible the world is, to celebrate how big life is. But now I think the opposite. Humor is a way of shrinking from that won...
I tried to think about other things. I tried to invent optimistic inventions. But the pessimistic ones were extremely loud.
I started carrying blank books like this one around, which I would fill with all the things I couldn't say...
I spent my life learning to feel less. Every day I felt less. Is that growing old? Or is it something worse?
I said, I want to tell you something.She said, you can tell me tomorrow.I had never told her how much I loved her. She was my sister. We slept in the same bed. There was never a right time to say it....
I regret that it takes a life to learn how to live, Oskar. Because if I were able to live my life again, I would do things differently. I would change my life.
I regret that it takes a life to learn how to live, Oskar. Because if I were able to live my life again, I would do things differently. I would change my life.Foer, Jonathan Safran (2006-04-04). Extre...
I read the first chapter of A Brief History of Time when Dad was still alive, and I got incredibly heavy boots about how relatively insignificant life is, and how, compared to the universe and compare...
I pointed at, Something.He pointed at, Nothing.I pointed at, Something.Nobody pointed at, I love you.There was no way around it. We could not climb over it, or walk until we found its edge.I regret th...
I missed you even when I was with you. That’s been my problem. I miss what I already have, and I surround myself with things that are missing.
I loved having a dad who was smarter than the , and I loved how my cheek could feel the hairs on his chest through his T-shirt, and how he always smelled like shaving, even at the end of the day. Bein...
I like to see people reunited, I like to see people run to each other, I like the kissing and the crying, I like the impatience, the stories that the mouth can't tell fast enough, the ears that aren't...
I know a lot about birds and bees, but I don’t know very much about the birds and the bees.
I just couldn't be dead any longer.