As soon as you laugh from nerves or make a joke or say something just to say something or get all involved with the bushes, then you blow open a window in your house of desire and it can’t heat up as well. Cold draft comes in.
AIMEE BENDERI give boring people something to discuss over corn.
More Aimee Bender Quotes
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Mom loved my brother more. Not that she didn’t love me – I felt the wash of her love every day.
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I was with them for all of it, but more like an echo than a participant.
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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 am not happy, help me — like a message in a bottle sent in each meal to the eater, and I got it. I got the message.
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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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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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The writing I tend to think of as ‘good’ is good because it’s mysterious.
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I felt the crumpled paper that had taken the place of my lungs expand as if released from a fist.
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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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I want to be violated by insight.
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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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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’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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I watched as she added a question mark at the end. Arc, line, space, dot.
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