I wouldn't want a boy to think I was pretty unless he was the kind of boy who thought I was pretty.
Jonathan Safran FoerI kept thinking how they were all names of dead people, and how names are basically the only thing dead people keep.
Jonathan Safran FoerBecause it was starting to get dark, and because the streets were crowded, I bumped into a googolplex people. Who were they? Where were they going? What were they looking for? I wanted to hear their heartbeats, and I wanted them to hear mine.
Jonathan Safran FoerIn the morning, when the nothing vase casts a something shadow, like the memory of someone you've lost, what can you say about that?
Jonathan Safran Foer