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.
AIMEE BENDERBefore she knew it was candles, did she think she’d done it herself? With the amazing turns of her hips.
More Aimee Bender Quotes
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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 watched as she added a question mark at the end. Arc, line, space, dot.
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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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I was with them for all of it, but more like an echo than a participant.
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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 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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That she might not actually know us seemed the humblest thing a mother could admit.
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My lover is experiencing reverse evolution.
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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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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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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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Before she knew it was candles, did she think she’d done it herself? With the amazing turns of her hips.
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You’re the perfect girl’, he said, rubbing his chin. ‘You expect nothing.
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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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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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