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“When I was a girl, my life was music that was always getting louder. Everything moved me. A dog following a stranger. That made me feel so much. A calendar that showed the wrong month. I could have cried over it. I did. Where the smoke from the chimney ended. How an overturned bottle rested at the edge of a table. I spent my life learning to feel less. Every day I felt less. Is that growing old? Or is it something worse? You cannot protect yourself from sadness without protecting yourself from happiness.”

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Jonathan Safran Foer
Jonathan Safran Foer

Jonathan Safran Foer is an American writer known for his unique narrative style and profound insights into social issues. His works often blend historical, literary, and philosophical elements, exploring themes such as family, memory, and identity. more

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