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.
AIMEE BENDERTo see someone you love, in a bad setting, is one of the great barometers of gratitude.
More Aimee Bender Quotes
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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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It is so often surprising, who rescues you at your lowest moments.
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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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My lover is experiencing reverse evolution.
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He was also removing all traces of any tiny leftover parts, and suddenly a ritual which I’d always found incestuous and gross seemed to me more like a desperate act on Joseph’s part to get out, to leave, to extract every little last remnant and bring it into open air.
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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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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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I give boring people something to discuss over corn.
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That’s the thing with handmade items. They still have the person’s mark on them, and when you hold them, you feel less alone.
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While she cut the mushrooms, she cried more than she had at the grave.
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I admired that stride; it was like he folded space in two with it.
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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 what I kept wondering about is this: that first second when she felt her skirt burning, what did she think?
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I watched as she added a question mark at the end. Arc, line, space, dot.
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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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