| — | Jonathan Safran Foer |
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sexta-feira, fevereiro 15
Rheya ♥
She was a genius of sadness, immersing herself in
it, separating its numerous strands, appreciating its subtle nuances.
She was a prism through which sadness could be divided into its infinite
spectrum.
quinta-feira, janeiro 10
Everything Is Illuminated ♥
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 calendar that showed the wrong month. I could have cried over it. I did. Where the smoke from a 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.
Everything moved me. A dog following a stranger. That made me feel so much. A calendar that showed the wrong month. I could have cried over it. I did. Where the smoke from a 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, Everything Is Illuminated |
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