"Why do beautiful songs make you sad?" "Because they aren't true." "Never?" "Nothing is beautiful and true."… — Jonathan Safran Foer

It broke my heart into more pieces than my heart was made of, why can't people say what they mean at the time? (p. 279)

I spent my life learning to feel less.

Every day I felt less.

Is that growing old? Or is it something worse?

You can not protect yourself from sadness without protecting yourself from happiness.

He had a wall of masks from every country he‘d been to, like Armenia and Chile and Ethiopia. It‘s not a horrible world, he told me, but it‘s filled with a lot of horrible people.