I didn’t mind the quiet stretches. It was like we were trying out the idea of being side by side.
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More Aimee Bender Quotes
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To see someone you love, in a bad setting, is one of the great barometers of gratitude.
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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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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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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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It’s such a fraught and exciting and kind of horrible time.
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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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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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Sometimes, she said, mostly to herself, I feel I do not know my children…
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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.
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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 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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But what I kept wondering about is this: that first second when she felt her skirt burning, what did she think?
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It seemed to happen in springs, the revealing of things.
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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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It is all about numbers. It is all about sequence. It’s the mathematical logic of being alive.
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