We burned with love for ourselves, all of us, starters of the fire we suffered- our love was the affliction for which only our love was the cure.
Jonathan Safran FoerRead
The bruises go away, and so does how you hate, and so does the feeling that everything you receive from life is something you have earned.
Interpretation
Pain and resentment are temporary, and they fade over time.
In this quote, Jonathan Safran Foer reflects on the transient nature of emotional pain and negative emotions like hatred. He suggests that, much like physical bruises, these feelings will diminish, highlighting the idea that our perception of life and the value of what we receive may change as we move past hurt and resentment.
In practice
During a speech about personal growth after hardship.
We burned with love for ourselves, all of us, starters of the fire we suffered- our love was the affliction for which only our love was the cure.
Memory was supposed to fill the time, but it made time a hole to be filled. Each second was two hundred yards, to be walked, crawled. You couldn't see the next hour, it was so far in the distance. Tomorrow was over the horizon, and would take an entire day to reach.
She was not crying Which surprised me very much But I understand now That she had found places For her melancholy That were behind more masks Than only her eyes
What do babies dream of? She must be dreaming of the before-life, just as I dream of the afterlife.
A few weeks after the worst day, I started writing lots of letters. I don't know why, but it was one of the only things that made my boots lighter.
What is being awake if not interpreting our dreams, or dreaming if not interpreting our wake?
I don't want to go on being a root in the dark, vacillating, stretched out, shivering with sleep, downward, in the soaked guts of the earth, absorbing and thinking, eating each day.
No, you never get any fun_x000D_ _x000D_ Out of the things you haven't done.
You really didn't see the sadness or the longing unless you already knew it was there. But that was the trick, wasn't it? Everyone had their disappointment and their baggage; only, some people carried it in their inside pockets and not on their backs.
Being someone who had had a very difficult childhood, a very difficult adolescence - it had to do with not quite poverty, but close. It had to do with being brought up in a family where no one spoke English, no one could read or write English. It had to do with death and disease and lots of other things. I was a little prone to depression.
Since cancer, I feel like I have dreams rather than ambitions, visions rather than plans.
My mother once told me I was like water. Water can carve its way even through stone. And when trapped, water makes a new path.
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