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.
Jonathan Safran FoerYou are the only one who has understood even a whisper of me, and I will tell you that I am the only person who has understood even a whisper of you.
Jonathan Safran FoerThink of the beginning of the story of the beginning of everything: Adam (without Eve and without divine guidance) names the animals. Continuing his work, we call stupid people bird-brained, cowardly people chickens, fools turkeys. Are these the best names we have to offer? If we can revise the notion of women coming from a rib, canโt we revise our categorizations of the animals that, draped with barbecue sauce, end up as the ribs on our dinner plates โ or for that matter, the KFC in our hands?
Jonathan Safran Foer