Sunday Sentence

In which I participate in David Abrams’s “Sunday Sentence” project, sharing the best sentence I’ve read during the past week, “out of context and without commentary.”

Being Jewish also meant that one was part of a global, diasporic community, and that to understand this was to feel the bonds of community with people leading vastly different lives from one’s own.

Source: Esther Schor, Emma Lazarus

Sunday Sentence

In which I participate in David Abrams’s “Sunday Sentence” project, sharing the best sentence I’ve read during the past week, “out of context and without commentary.”

And then, before I shut down the computer and climb into bed, I sit for a moment, alone with the images, feeling the weight of each loss, matched only by the magnitude of each family’s love for their child.

Source: Caroline Catlin, “What I Learned Photographing Death” (The New York Times)

Sunday Sentence

In which I participate in David Abrams’s “Sunday Sentence” project, sharing the best sentence I’ve read during the past week, “out of context and without commentary.”

Yes, sometimes you wish you would’ve stayed home,
wherever that was—what is worse, a dream unlived or unfulfilled?

Source: Julia Knobloch, “Daylight Saving Time” (from Do Not Return)

Sunday Sentence

In which I participate in David Abrams’s “Sunday Sentence” project, sharing the best sentence I’ve read during the past week, “out of context and without commentary.”

They showed Jane the photograph—she couldn’t really see by that point, but Denise says she knew, she knew, she saw, she knew, she heard, she smiled—and then she died.

Source: Jill Lepore, “The Deadline” (The New Yorker; online essay title is “The Lingering of Loss”)