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<rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" version="2.0"><channel><atom:link rel="hub" href="http://tumblr.superfeedr.com/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"/><description></description><title>Jonathan Safran Foer</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @jonathansafranfoer)</generator><link>http://jonathansafranfoer.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>Oh jeez.
I haven&amp;#8217;t posted in forever guys.Sorry! </title><description>&lt;p&gt;Oh jeez.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I haven&amp;#8217;t posted in forever guys.&lt;br/&gt;Sorry! &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://jonathansafranfoer.tumblr.com/post/14143876929</link><guid>http://jonathansafranfoer.tumblr.com/post/14143876929</guid><pubDate>Mon, 12 Dec 2011 20:26:22 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>I plan on getting a tattoo from ELAIC. if I got a picture of it, would it be allowed to be posted here?</title><description>&lt;p&gt;It obvoiusly depends on where it is and what of, but yeah I would most likely post it on here!&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://jonathansafranfoer.tumblr.com/post/3504042834</link><guid>http://jonathansafranfoer.tumblr.com/post/3504042834</guid><pubDate>Fri, 25 Feb 2011 11:02:33 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Jonathan Safran Foer</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lh4zf08HoH1qg8yhco1_250.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jonathan Safran Foer&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://jonathansafranfoer.tumblr.com/post/3487047219</link><guid>http://jonathansafranfoer.tumblr.com/post/3487047219</guid><pubDate>Thu, 24 Feb 2011 14:28:12 -0500</pubDate><category>jonathan safran foer</category><category>extremely loud and incredibly close</category><category>everything is illuminated</category><category>jonathan</category><category>safran</category><category>foer</category></item><item><title>Everything Is Illuminated // Jonathan Safran Foer</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lh4yy65fP71qg8yhco1_400.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Everything Is Illuminated // &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jonathan Safran Foer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://jonathansafranfoer.tumblr.com/post/3486902813</link><guid>http://jonathansafranfoer.tumblr.com/post/3486902813</guid><pubDate>Thu, 24 Feb 2011 14:18:00 -0500</pubDate><category>Jonathan Safran Foer</category><category>jonathan</category><category>safran</category><category>foer</category><category>everything is illuminated</category><category>live</category><category>without</category></item><item><title>"…because he had been waiting for someone to come back to him, so every time someone knocked on the..."</title><description>“…because he had been waiting for someone to come back to him, so every time someone knocked on the door, he couldn’t stop himself from hoping it might be that person, even though he knew he shouldn’t hope”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close // &lt;/em&gt;Jonathan Safran Foer&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://jonathansafranfoer.tumblr.com/post/3486874016</link><guid>http://jonathansafranfoer.tumblr.com/post/3486874016</guid><pubDate>Thu, 24 Feb 2011 14:16:03 -0500</pubDate><category>jonathan safran foer</category><category>jonathan</category><category>safran</category><category>foer</category><category>extremely loud and incredibly close</category><category>waiting</category><category>hope</category><category>come back</category></item><item><title>"The bruises go away, and so does how you hate, and so does the feeling that everything you receive..."</title><description>“The bruises go away, and so does how you hate, and so does the feeling that everything you receive from life is something you have earned.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everything Is Illuminated //&lt;/em&gt; Jonathan Safran Foer&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://jonathansafranfoer.tumblr.com/post/3486856595</link><guid>http://jonathansafranfoer.tumblr.com/post/3486856595</guid><pubDate>Thu, 24 Feb 2011 14:14:50 -0500</pubDate><category>Jonathan Safran Foer</category><category>jonathan</category><category>safran</category><category>foer</category><category>everything is illuminated</category><category>bruises</category><category>hate</category></item><item><title>"I put my hand on him. Touching him has always been important to me, it was something I lived for. I..."</title><description>“I put my hand on him. Touching him has always been important to me, it was something I lived for. I never could explain why. Little, nothing touches, my fingers against his shoulder, the outsides of our thighs touching as we squeeled together on the bus. I couldnt explain it, but I needed it. Sometimes I imagined stiching all of our little touches together. How many hundreds of thousands of fingers brushing against each other does it take to make love?”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close // &lt;/em&gt;Jonathan Safran Foer&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://jonathansafranfoer.tumblr.com/post/3486810593</link><guid>http://jonathansafranfoer.tumblr.com/post/3486810593</guid><pubDate>Thu, 24 Feb 2011 14:11:33 -0500</pubDate><category>jonathan safran foer</category><category>extremely loud and incredibly close</category><category>jonathan</category><category>safran</category><category>foer</category><category>love</category><category>touch</category></item><item><title>"Young friends, whose string-and-tin-can phone extended from island to island, had to pay out more..."</title><description>“&lt;p&gt;Young friends, whose string-and-tin-can phone extended from island to island, had to pay out more and more string, as if letting kites go higher and higher.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;The boy asked the girl to say ‘I love you’ into her can, giving her no further explanation.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;And she didn’t ask for any, or say ‘That’s silly,’ or ‘We’re too young for love,’ or even suggest that she was saying ‘I love you’ because he asked her to. Instead she said, ‘I love you.’ The boy covered his can with a lid, removed it from the string, and put her love for him on a shelf in his closet. Of course, he never could open the can, because then he would lose its contents.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;It was enough just to know it was there.&lt;/p&gt;”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close // &lt;/em&gt;Jonathan Safran Foer&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://jonathansafranfoer.tumblr.com/post/3486779722</link><guid>http://jonathansafranfoer.tumblr.com/post/3486779722</guid><pubDate>Thu, 24 Feb 2011 14:09:00 -0500</pubDate><category>extremely loud and incredibly close</category><category>jonathan safran foer</category><category>jonathan</category><category>safran</category><category>foer</category><category>love</category><category>can phone</category><category>i love you</category></item><item><title>Hey guys!</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Sorry I haven&amp;#8217;t been posting lately. My laptop recently broke so I only have access to my old desktop which doesn&amp;#8217;t exactly work properly. I&amp;#8217;ll update more as soon as I can!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Thanks for following! &amp;lt;3&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;~Ashley&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://jonathansafranfoer.tumblr.com/post/3099170093</link><guid>http://jonathansafranfoer.tumblr.com/post/3099170093</guid><pubDate>Thu, 03 Feb 2011 22:58:26 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close is my favorite novel of all time, no exaggeration. It's helped me get through some incredibly rough times (no pun intended). Just wanted to say thank you. :)</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Well you’re quite welcome! I’m glad this blog is helping someone in some way. Thanks for following!&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://jonathansafranfoer.tumblr.com/post/2975240323</link><guid>http://jonathansafranfoer.tumblr.com/post/2975240323</guid><pubDate>Fri, 28 Jan 2011 08:53:03 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>"Love me, because love doesn’t exist, and I have tried everything that does."</title><description>“Love me, because love doesn’t exist, and I have tried everything that does.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everything Is Illuminated // &lt;/em&gt;Jonathan Safran Foer&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://jonathansafranfoer.tumblr.com/post/2975228631</link><guid>http://jonathansafranfoer.tumblr.com/post/2975228631</guid><pubDate>Fri, 28 Jan 2011 08:51:49 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close // Jonathan Safran Foer</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lffim11Fb61qg8yhco1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close // &lt;/em&gt;Jonathan Safran Foer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://jonathansafranfoer.tumblr.com/post/2873807550</link><guid>http://jonathansafranfoer.tumblr.com/post/2873807550</guid><pubDate>Sat, 22 Jan 2011 09:51:37 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>"Being with him made my brain quiet. I didn’t have to invent a thing."</title><description>“Being with him made my brain quiet. I didn’t have to invent a thing.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close // &lt;/em&gt;Jonathan Safran Foer&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://jonathansafranfoer.tumblr.com/post/2867242598</link><guid>http://jonathansafranfoer.tumblr.com/post/2867242598</guid><pubDate>Fri, 21 Jan 2011 22:45:09 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>"What did thinking ever do for me, to what great place did thinking ever bring me? I think and think..."</title><description>“What did thinking ever do for me, to what great place did thinking ever bring me? I think and think and think. I’ve thought myself out of happiness one million times, but never once into it”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close // &lt;/em&gt;Jonathan Safran Foer&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://jonathansafranfoer.tumblr.com/post/2867241371</link><guid>http://jonathansafranfoer.tumblr.com/post/2867241371</guid><pubDate>Fri, 21 Jan 2011 22:45:05 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>"I knew I was about to destroy what she’d been able to rebuild, but I had only one life."</title><description>“I knew I was about to destroy what she’d been able to rebuild, but I had only one life.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close // &lt;/em&gt;Jonathan Safran Foer&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://jonathansafranfoer.tumblr.com/post/2867240087</link><guid>http://jonathansafranfoer.tumblr.com/post/2867240087</guid><pubDate>Fri, 21 Jan 2011 22:45:00 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>"What about little microphones? What if everyone swallowed them, and they played the sounds of our..."</title><description>“What about little microphones? What if everyone swallowed them, and they played the sounds of our hearts through little speakers, which could be in the pouches of our overalls.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close // &lt;/em&gt;Jonathan Safran Foer&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://jonathansafranfoer.tumblr.com/post/2867239164</link><guid>http://jonathansafranfoer.tumblr.com/post/2867239164</guid><pubDate>Fri, 21 Jan 2011 22:44:56 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>"I invented a book that listed every word in every language. It wouldn’t be a very useful book, but..."</title><description>“I invented a book that listed every word in every language. It wouldn’t be a very useful book, but you could hold it and know that everything you could possibly say was in your hands.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close // &lt;/em&gt;Jonathan Safran Foer&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://jonathansafranfoer.tumblr.com/post/2867238298</link><guid>http://jonathansafranfoer.tumblr.com/post/2867238298</guid><pubDate>Fri, 21 Jan 2011 22:44:53 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>"It’s true, I am afraid of dying. I am afraid of the world moving forward without me, of my absence..."</title><description>“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.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close // &lt;/em&gt;Jonathan Safran Foer&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://jonathansafranfoer.tumblr.com/post/2867237359</link><guid>http://jonathansafranfoer.tumblr.com/post/2867237359</guid><pubDate>Fri, 21 Jan 2011 22:44:49 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>"I used to think that humor was the only way to appreciate how wonderful and terrible the world is,..."</title><description>“I used to think that humor was the only way to appreciate how wonderful and terrible the world is, to celebrate how big life is. But now I think the opposite. Humor is a way of shrinking from that wonderful and terrible world.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everything Is Illuminated // &lt;/em&gt;Jonathan Safran Foer&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://jonathansafranfoer.tumblr.com/post/2863381167</link><guid>http://jonathansafranfoer.tumblr.com/post/2863381167</guid><pubDate>Fri, 21 Jan 2011 18:41:12 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>"I used to tuck her … but now she tucked my feelings into the woven arteries of my veins."</title><description>“I used to tuck her … but now she tucked my feelings into the woven arteries of my veins.””&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everything Is Illuminated // &lt;/em&gt;Jonathan Safran Foer&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://jonathansafranfoer.tumblr.com/post/2863379194</link><guid>http://jonathansafranfoer.tumblr.com/post/2863379194</guid><pubDate>Fri, 21 Jan 2011 18:41:04 -0500</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
