I imagine a line, a white line, painted on the sand and on t... - Jonathan Safran Foer, Everything Is Illuminated
"I imagine a line, a white line, painted on the sand and on the ocean, from me to you."
"I imagine a line, a white line, painted on the sand and on the ocean, from me to you."
"...and when is enough proof enough?"
"It's true, I am afraid of dying. I am afraid of the world moving forward without me, of my absence going unnoticed, or worse, being some natural force propelling life on. Is it selfish? Am I such a bad person for dreaming of a world that ends when I do? I don't mean the world ending with respect to me, but every set of eyes closing with mine."
"I could not believe in a God that would challenge faith like this."
"She was like a drowning person, flailing, reaching for anything that might save her. Her life was an urgent, desperate struggle to justify her life."
"I am always sad, I think. Perhaps this signifies that I am not sad at all, because sadness is something lower than your normal disposition, and I am always the same thing. Perhaps I am the only person in the world, then, who never becomes sad. Perhaps I am lucky."