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
I'm sorry for my inability to let unimportant things go, for my inability to hold on to the important things.
Interpretation
This quote reflects a struggle between prioritizing what truly matters and letting go of trivial concerns.
In this quote, Jonathan Safran Foer expresses a common human dilemma: the difficulty of discerning between what is truly important in life and what is not. He acknowledges his own failures in holding onto significant matters while simultaneously struggling to release unimportant distractions, highlighting the emotional conflicts we often face in our daily lives.
In practice
During a motivational talk about focus in life priorities.
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?
Even the best intentioned of great men need a few scoundrels around them; there are some things you cannot ask an honest man to do.
The simple part is, every thought we think and every word we speak is creating our future. If you change your thinking, you can change your life.
What we have learned from other becomes our own reflection.
Thou wilt find rest from vain fancies if thou doest every act in life as though it were thy last.
Information work is thinking work.
Were it not for the shepherds, there would have been no reception. And were it not for a group of stargazers, there would have been no gifts.
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