One day you will do things for me that you hate. That is what it means to be family.
Jonathan Safran FoerI would have done anything for him. Maybe that was my sickness. We made love in nothing places and turned the lights off. It felt like crying. We could not look at each other. It always had to be from behind. Like that first time. And I knew he wasn't thinking of me. He squeezed my sides so hard, and pushed so hard. Like he was trying to push me through to somewhere else. Why does anyone ever make love?
Jonathan Safran FoerOnly someone who'd never been an animal would put up a sign saying not to feed them.
Jonathan Safran FoerI usually write away from home, in coffee shops, on trains, on planes, in friendsโ houses. I like places where thereโs stuff going on that you can lift your eyes, see something interesting, overhear a conversation.
Jonathan Safran FoerIf there is no love in the world, we will make a new world, and we will give it walls, and we will furnish it with soft red interiors, from the inside out, and give it a knocker that resonates like a diamond falling to a jeweller's felt so that we should never hear it. Love me, because love doesn't exist, and I have tried everything that does.
Jonathan Safran Foer