A Dorito asks nothing of you, which is its great gift. It only asks that you are not there.
AIMEE BENDERThat at the same time of this very intimate act of concentrating so carefully on the details of our mother’s palm and fingertips.
More Aimee Bender Quotes
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I admired that stride; it was like he folded space in two with it.
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Not getting bored of my own story and/or character is one of the main struggles.
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The wine glasses are empty except for that one undrinkable red spot at the bottom.
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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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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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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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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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As a writer you ask yourself to dream while awake.
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It’s a pleasure to dive into Hirshberg’s storytelling skills in American Morons.
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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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It is all about numbers. It is all about sequence. It’s the mathematical logic of being alive.
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I’m obsessed with adolescence. I love to write about people in their 20s.
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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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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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I am the drying meadow; you the unspoken apology; he is the fluctuating distance between mother and son.
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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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You try, you seem totally nuts, you go underground.
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and I get refill number three or four and the wine is making my bones loose and it’s giving my hair a red sheen and my breasts are blooming and my eyes feel sultry and wise and the dress is water.
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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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To see someone you love, in a bad setting, is one of the great barometers of gratitude.
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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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But the sky is interesting, it changes all the time.
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When language is treated beautifully and interestingly, it can feel good for the body: It’s nourishing; it’s rejuvenating.
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It was like we were exchanging codes, on how to be a father and a daughter, like we’d read about it in a manual, translated from another language, and were doing our best with what we could understand.
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I was with them for all of it, but more like an echo than a participant.
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You feel wonderful, you feel like somebody knows you’re alive, you feel fear because it could be a bomb, because you think you’re that important.
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