You’re the perfect girl’, he said, rubbing his chin. ‘You expect nothing.
AIMEE BENDERIt 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.
More Aimee Bender Quotes
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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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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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I give boring people something to discuss over corn.
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The writing I tend to think of as ‘good’ is good because it’s mysterious.
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It seemed to happen in springs, the revealing of things.
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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 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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I knew if I ate anything of hers again, it would lkely tell me the same message: help me,
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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.
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My lover is experiencing reverse evolution.
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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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I was right at the edge of their circle, like the tail of a Q…
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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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I could feel the tears beginning to collect in my throat again, but I pushed them apart, away from each other. Tears are only a threat in groups.
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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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