Jonathan Safran Foer

I read this quote below somewhere the other day. Sometimes I read such things and feel like they have nothing to do with my life. But, since roughly three-quarters of the books and songs and movies in the world are about love, that is something one has to get used to. And I do like this. I haven’t read any of Jonathan Safran Foer’s books, but I think I shall, if he writes this way (and you will see why it took me back to a poem I wrote once). He is married to Nicole Krauss, who wrote The History of Love, which I enjoyed (and quoted a few passages from here). I googled this quote to see which book it came from, and came across a whole wikiquote page of Foer. He's going on the list.

Touching him was always so important to me. It was something I lived for. Little, nothing touches. My fingers against his shoulder. The outsides of our thighs touching as we squeezed together on the bus. I couldn’t explain it, but I needed it. 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?

Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close

Jonathan Safran Foer