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.
AIMEE BENDERBut the sky is interesting, it changes all the time.
More Aimee Bender Quotes
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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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I knew if I ate anything of hers again, it would lkely tell me the same message: help me,
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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 I loved George in part because he believed me; because if I stood in a cold, plain room and yelled FIRE, he would walk over and ask me why.
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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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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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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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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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A Dorito asks nothing of you, which is its great gift. It only asks that you are not there.
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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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The writing I tend to think of as ‘good’ is good because it’s mysterious.
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It’s a pleasure to dive into Hirshberg’s storytelling skills in American Morons.
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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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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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