I was with them for all of it, but more like an echo than a participant.
AIMEE BENDERA Dorito asks nothing of you, which is its great gift. It only asks that you are not there.
More Aimee Bender Quotes
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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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The writing I tend to think of as ‘good’ is good because it’s mysterious.
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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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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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There’s a gift in your lap and it’s beautifully wrapped and it’s not your birthday.
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It is so often surprising, who rescues you at your lowest moments.
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With my hand in his, I looked at all the apartment buildings with rushes of love, peering in the wide streetside windows that revealed living rooms painted in dark burgandies and matte reds.
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Listen. Look. Desire is a house. Desire needs closed space. Desire runs out of doors or windows, or slats or pinpricks, it can’t fit under the sky, too large. Close the doors. Close the windows.
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My eyelids are my own private cave, he murmured. That I can go to anytime I want.
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You’re the perfect girl’, he said, rubbing his chin. ‘You expect nothing.
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The most so far, because she found the saddest thing of all to be the simple truth of her capacity to move on.
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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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I admired that stride; it was like he folded space in two with it.
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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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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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