I watched as she added a question mark at the end. Arc, line, space, dot.
AIMEE BENDERWe’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.
More Aimee Bender Quotes
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My genes, my love, are rubber bands and rope; make yourself a structure you can live inside. Amen.” – Aimee Bender (Willful Creatures: Stories)
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I admired that stride; it was like he folded space in two with it.
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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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I knew if I ate anything of hers again, it would lkely tell me the same message: help me,
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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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Light is good company, when alone; I took my comfort where I found it, and the warmest yellow bulb in the living-room lamp had become a kind of radiant babysitter all its own.
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and I get refill number three or four and the wine is making my bones loose and it’s giving my hair a red sheen and my breasts are blooming and my eyes feel sultry and wise and the dress is water.
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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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I want to be violated by insight.
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Pouring over me, but it was a different kind, siphoned from a different, and tamer, body of water. I was her darling daughter; Joseph was her it.
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I have had with novel writing, and I have put to bed big chunks of work that just didn’t sustain my interest.
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She is the first gesture that creates a quiet that is full enough to make the baby sleep. My genes, my love, are rubber bands and rope; make yourself a structure you can live inside. Amen.
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It was a fleeting statement, one I didn’t think she’d hold on to; after all, she had birthed us alone, diapered and fed us, helped us with homework, kissed and hugged us, poured her love into us.
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Glen Hirshberg’s stories are haunting, absolutely, but not only because of the content.
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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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