The wine glasses are empty except for that one undrinkable red spot at the bottom.
AIMEE BENDERTo see someone you love, in a bad setting, is one of the great barometers of gratitude.
More Aimee Bender Quotes
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My lover is experiencing reverse evolution.
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It is all about numbers. It is all about sequence. It’s the mathematical logic of being alive.
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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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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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We hit the sidewalk, and dropped hands. How I wished, right then, that the whole world was a street.
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But the sky is interesting, it changes all the time.
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To see someone you love, in a bad setting, is one of the great barometers of gratitude.
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When the light at Vernon turned green, we stepped into the street and George grabbed my hand and the ghosts of our younger selves crossed with us.
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This is why everyone who eats a Whopper leaves a little more depressed than they were when they came in. Nobody cooked that burger.
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I give boring people something to discuss over corn.
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The writing I tend to think of as ‘good’ is good because it’s mysterious.
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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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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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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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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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