“When I got off the plane, after eleven hours of travel and forty years away, the man took my passport and asked me the purpose of my visit, I wrote in my daybook, ‘To mourn’, and then, ‘To mourn try to live,’ he gave me a look and asked if I would consider that business or pleasure, I wrote, ‘Neither.’ ‘For how long do you plan to mourn and try to live?’ I wrote, ‘For the rest of my life.’”
-Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close
