I knew if I ate anything of hers again, it would lkely tell me the same message: help me,
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More Aimee Bender Quotes
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I admired that stride; it was like he folded space in two with it.
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When language is treated beautifully and interestingly, it can feel good for the body: It’s nourishing; it’s rejuvenating.
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I was right at the edge of their circle, like the tail of a Q…
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You’re the perfect girl’, he said, rubbing his chin. ‘You expect nothing.
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Glen Hirshberg’s stories are haunting, absolutely, but not only because of the content.
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Many kids, it seemed, would find out that their parents were flawed, messed-up people later in life, and I didn’t appreciate getting to know it all so strong and early.
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As a writer you ask yourself to dream while awake.
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Large meadows are lovely for picnics and romping, but they are for the lighter feelings. Meadows do not make me want to write.
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Before she knew it was candles, did she think she’d done it herself? With the amazing turns of her hips.
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My lover is experiencing reverse evolution.
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If everything kept to its normal progression, we would live with the sadness-cry and then walk-but what really breaks us cleanest are the losses that happen out of order.
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We’re all getting too smart. Our brains are just getting bigger and bigger, and the world dries up and dies when there’s too much thought and not enough heart.
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But what I kept wondering about is this: that first second when she felt her skirt burning, what did she think?
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It was like we were exchanging codes, on how to be a father and a daughter, like we’d read about it in a manual, translated from another language, and were doing our best with what we could understand.
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He was also removing all traces of any tiny leftover parts, and suddenly a ritual which I’d always found incestuous and gross seemed to me more like a desperate act on Joseph’s part to get out, to leave, to extract every little last remnant and bring it into open air.
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