Quotes from Jonathan Safran Foer

The purpose of the Seder to my mind is to inspire conversations with your family about the human drama and hopefully transmit values to the next generation. I've always felt like this could be better.

I watched the sheets breathe when she breathed, like how Dad used to say that trees inhale when people exhale, because I was too young to understand the truth about biological processes.

We are being very nomadic with the truth, yes?

Love...is the immovability of truth.

It's nice to believe that when confronted with facts people will just suddenly respond to them but, in fact, most people don't really work like that.

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.

She had fallen in love so many times that she began to suspect she was not falling in love at all, but doing something much more ordinary.

Sometimes I imagined stitching all of our little touches together. How many hundreds of thousands of fingers brushing against each other does it take to make love? Why does anyone ever make love?

She was with me. She did all of those things and so many more, things I would never tell anyone, and she never even loved me. Now that's love.

And she would say, "Today you believe in God?" And he would say, "Today I believe in love".

Art can be very political but that can't be the purpose of art, it can't be the driving force. It isn't with any of the books that I love, anyway.

I felt it very moving to feel his touch, and to remember that hands can also show love.

I love the idea of books being more than books, or being, rather, something other than books.

If it had and answer, it wouldn't really be love, would it?

She felt as if she were brimming, always producing and hoarding more love inside her. But there was no release.

...he was leaving me. I wondered if I should stop him. If I should wrestle him to the ground and force him to love me. I wanted to hold his shoulders down and shout into his face.

I am doing something I hate for you. This is what it means to be in love.

Sadness of love without release.

...accepting the compromise of the way we have been, the way we are, and the way we will likely be...may we live together in unwavering love and good health, amen.

I saw Herschel and he saw me and we stood next to each other because that is what friends do in the presence of evil or love.

I did not need to know if he could love me. I needed to know if he could need me.

Literature was the only religion her father practiced, when a book fell on the floor he kissed it, when he was done with a book he tried to give it away to someone who would love it.

Just because you're an atheist, that doesn't mean you wouldn't love for things to have reasons for why they are.

The kind of funny irony is that a lot of people talk about ethical meat eating as if it's a way to care about things, but also not to alienate yourself from the rest of the world. But it's so much more alienating than vegetarianism.