To see someone you love, in a bad setting, is one of the great barometers of gratitude.
AIMEE BENDERBut 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.
More Aimee Bender Quotes
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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 admired that stride; it was like he folded space in two with it.
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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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You can ruin anything if you focus at it.
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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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I felt the crumpled paper that had taken the place of my lungs expand as if released from a fist.
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It’s a pleasure to dive into Hirshberg’s storytelling skills in American Morons.
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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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You try, you seem totally nuts, you go underground.
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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’m obsessed with adolescence. I love to write about people in their 20s.
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That she might not actually know us seemed the humblest thing a mother could admit.
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I have had with novel writing, and I have put to bed big chunks of work that just didn’t sustain my interest.
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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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