…is ignorance bliss, I don’t know, but it’s so painful to think, and tell me, what did thinking ever do for me, to what great place did thinking ever bring me? I think and think and think, I’ve thought myself out of happiness one million times, but never once into it. ― Jonathan Safran Foer,… Continue reading Jonathan Safran Foer
We have to become as simple and as wordless as the growing corn or the falling rain. We must just be. — Etty Hillesum, An Interrupted Life: The Diaries, 1941-1943; and Letters from Westerbork. (Picador; unknown edition, November 15, 1996)
I am not sad, he would repeat to himself over and over, I am not sad. As if he might one day convince himself. Or fool himself. Or convince others — The only thing worse than being sad is for others to know that you are sad. — Jonathan Safran Foer, Everything is Illuminated. (Houghton… Continue reading Jonathan Safran Foer
It was not the feeling of completeness I so needed, but the feeling of not being empty. — Jonathan Safran Foer, Everything Is Illuminated (Houghton Mifflin, 2002)
Ah, the sun will catch me, in my disturbing transparency. What am I but an awareness of the dark, forever? — Edmond Jabès, The Book of Questions I. Translated by Rosmarie Waldrop. (Wesleyan; Rev. ed. Trans. from the French edition, September 15, 1991) Originally published 1963.
Faith is not a question of the existence or non-existence of God. It is believing that love without reward is valuable. — Emmanuel Levinas
I regret that it takes a life to learn how to live. ― Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close. (Houghton Mifflin 1 April 2005 1st edition)