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.
AIMEE BENDERPouring 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.
More Aimee Bender Quotes
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My lover is experiencing reverse evolution.
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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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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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And the warmth of the music inside her, did she believe, for even one glorious second, that her passion had arrived?
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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 am the drying meadow; you the unspoken apology; he is the fluctuating distance between mother and son.
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The writing I tend to think of as ‘good’ is good because it’s mysterious.
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You try, you seem totally nuts, you go underground.
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I was right at the edge of their circle, like the tail of a Q…
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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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If everything kept to its normal progression, we would live with the sadness-cry and then walk-but what really breaks us cleanest are the losses that happen out of order.
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It seems the best work I do is when I am really allowing the unconscious to rule the page and then later I can go back and hack around and make sense of things.
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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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My eyelids are my own private cave, he murmured. That I can go to anytime I want.
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I peeled the skin off a grape in slippery little triangles, and I understood then that I would be undressing every item of food I could because my clothes would be staying on.
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