She is the first gesture that creates a quiet that is full enough to make the baby sleep. My genes, my love, are rubber bands and rope; make yourself a structure you can live inside. Amen.
AIMEE BENDERBut what I kept wondering about is this: that first second when she felt her skirt burning, what did she think?
More Aimee Bender Quotes
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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 want to be violated by insight.
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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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We hit the sidewalk, and dropped hands. How I wished, right then, that the whole world was a street.
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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 writing I tend to think of as ‘good’ is good because it’s mysterious.
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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 was with them for all of it, but more like an echo than a participant.
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My genes, my love, are rubber bands and rope; make yourself a structure you can live inside. Amen.” – Aimee Bender (Willful Creatures: Stories)
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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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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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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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It seemed to happen in springs, the revealing of things.
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It is so often surprising, who rescues you at your lowest moments.
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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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