“(You have ghosts?)
(Of course I have ghosts.)
(What are your ghosts like?)
(They are on the insides of the lids of my eyes.)
(This is also where my ghosts reside.)
(You have ghosts?)
(Of course I have ghosts.)
(But you are a child.)
(I am not a child.)
(But you have not known love.)
(These are my ghosts, the spaces amid love.)”
—
Jonathan Safran Foer, Everything Is Illuminated (via obsequious) (via stilltime) (via tinyparcels) (via dirtysleeves) (via cosmic-dust) (via merricat)
I love this book and this movie.
Claire. A martian girl disguised as an eighteen year old human from a red and white house in West Virginia. She misses home.
