My genes, my love, are rubber bands and rope; make yourself a structure you can live inside. Amen.” – Aimee Bender (Willful Creatures: Stories)
AIMEE BENDERMy genes, my love, are rubber bands and rope; make yourself a structure you can live inside. Amen.” – Aimee Bender (Willful Creatures: Stories)
More Aimee Bender Quotes
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The writing I tend to think of as ‘good’ is good because it’s mysterious.
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As a writer you ask yourself to dream while awake.
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You’re the perfect girl’, he said, rubbing his chin. ‘You expect nothing.
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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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You feel wonderful, you feel like somebody knows you’re alive, you feel fear because it could be a bomb, because you think you’re that important.
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Not getting bored of my own story and/or character is one of the main struggles.
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Glen Hirshberg’s stories are haunting, absolutely, but not only because of the content.
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It is so often surprising, who rescues you at your lowest moments.
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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 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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I want to be violated by insight.
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I watched as she added a question mark at the end. Arc, line, space, dot.
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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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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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While she cut the mushrooms, she cried more than she had at the grave.
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I like birthday cake. It’s so symbolic. It’s a tempting symbol to load with something more complicated than just ‘Happy birthday!’ because it’s this emblem of childhood and a happy day.
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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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It is all about numbers. It is all about sequence. It’s the mathematical logic of being alive.
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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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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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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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It’s such a fraught and exciting and kind of horrible time.
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But the sky is interesting, it changes all the time.
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Sometimes, she said, mostly to herself, I feel I do not know my children…
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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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I knew if I ate anything of hers again, it would lkely tell me the same message: help me,
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