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?
Prudence is not only the first in rank of the virtues political and moral, but she is the director and regulator, the standard of them all.
I have met so many people who say they've got a book in them, but they've never written a word. To be a writer - this may seem trite, I realize - you have to actually write.
Think of a flabby person covered with layers of fat. That is what your mind can become - flabby, covered with layers of fat till it becomes too dull and lazy to think, to observe, to explore, to discover ... not wanting to be disturbed or questioned into wakefulness.
Conflict is inevitable but combat is optional.
Let the fruition of things bless the possession of them, and take no satisfaction in dying but living rich.
He who is able to conquer others is powerful; he who is able to conquer himself is more powerful.
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