{"author":"Jonathan Safran Foer","author_id":"Jonathan+Safran+Foer","total_quotes":210,"quotes":[{"text":"And so it was when anyone tried to speak: their minds would become tangled in remembrance. Words became floods of thought with no beginning or end, and would drown the speaker before he could reach the life raft of the point he was trying to make. It was impossible to remember what one meant, what, after all of the words, was intended.","author":"Jonathan Safran Foer","tags":["memory"],"id":2316,"author_id":"Jonathan+Safran+Foer"},{"text":"Perhaps in the back of our minds we already understand, without all the science I've discussed, that something terribly wrong is happening. Our sustenance now comes from misery. We know that if someone offers to show us a film on how our meat is produced, it will be a horror film. We perhaps know more than we care to admit, keeping it down in the dark places of our memory-- disavowed. When we eat factory-farmed meat we live, literally, on tortured flesh. Increasingly, that tortured flesh is becoming our own.","author":"Jonathan Safran Foer","tags":["animals","factory-farming","meat","science","veganism","vegetarianism"],"id":5445,"author_id":"Jonathan+Safran+Foer"},{"text":"Darling,You asked me to write you a letter, so I am writing you a letter. I do not know why I am writing you this letter, or what this letter is supposed to be about, but I am writing it nonetheless, because I love you very much and trust that you have some good purpose for having me write this letter. I hope that one day you will have the experience of doing something you do not understand for someone you love.Your father.","author":"Jonathan Safran Foer","tags":["father","letter","understand"],"id":7646,"author_id":"Jonathan+Safran+Foer"},{"text":"I will describe my eyes and then begin the story. My eyes are blue and resplendent. Now I will begin the story.","author":"Jonathan Safran Foer","tags":["everything-is-illuminated","humor"],"id":8634,"author_id":"Jonathan+Safran+Foer"},{"text":"What's so horrible about being dead forever, and not feeling anything, and not even dreaming? What's so great about feeling and dreaming?","author":"Jonathan Safran Foer","tags":["dreaming","feeling","life-and-death"],"id":10333,"author_id":"Jonathan+Safran+Foer"},{"text":"Why are you leaving me?He wrote, I do not know how to live.I do not know either but I am trying.I do not know how to try.There were some things I wanted to tell him. But I knew they would hurt him. So I buried them and let them hurt me.","author":"Jonathan Safran Foer","tags":["emotion","love"],"id":11009,"author_id":"Jonathan+Safran+Foer"},{"text":"One day you will do things for me that you hate. That is what it means to be family.","author":"Jonathan Safran Foer","tags":["family"],"id":11337,"author_id":"Jonathan+Safran+Foer"},{"text":"Sometimes I can hear my bones straining under the weight of all the lives I'm not living.","author":"Jonathan Safran Foer","tags":["life"],"id":18962,"author_id":"Jonathan+Safran+Foer"},{"text":"...People with nothing to declare carry the most.","author":"Jonathan Safran Foer","tags":["burdens","carry","life","nothing","struggles"],"id":25004,"author_id":"Jonathan+Safran+Foer"},{"text":"What’s the kindest thing you almost did? Is your fear of insomnia stronger than your fear of what awoke you? Are bonsai cruel? Do you love what you love, or just the feeling? Your earliest memories: do you look through your young eyes, or look at your young self? Which feels worse: to know that there are people who do more with less talent, or that there are people with more talent? Do you walk on moving walkways? Should it make any difference that you knew it was wrong �as you were doing it? Would you trade actual intelligence for the perception of being smarter? Why does it bother you when someone at the next table is having a conversation on a cell phone? How many years of your life would you trade for the greatest month of your life? What would you tell your father, if it were possible? Which is changing faster, your body, or your mind? Is it cruel to tell an old person his prognosis? Are you in any way angry at your phone? When you pass �a storefront, do you look at what’s inside, look at your reflection, or neither? Is there anything you would die for if no one could ever know you died for it? If you could be assured that money wouldn’t make �you any small bit happier, would you still want more money? What has �been irrevocably spoiled for you? If your deepest secret became public, �would you be forgiven? Is your best friend your kindest friend? Is it in any way cruel to give a dog a name? Is there anything you feel a need to confess? You know it’s a “murder of crows” and a “wake of buzzards” but it’s a what of ravens, again? What is it about death that you’re �afraid of? How does it make you feel to know that it’s an “unkindness �of ravens”?","author":"Jonathan Safran Foer","tags":["anger","bonsai","change","confession","cruelty","death","fear","feeling","happiness","insomnia","intelligence","kindness","love","memories","money","perception","potential","sacrifice","secrets","spoiled","talent","youth"],"id":27482,"author_id":"Jonathan+Safran+Foer"}],"pagination":{"page":1,"page_size":10,"total":210,"pages":21,"next":"?page=2\u0026page_size=10"}}