I admired that stride; it was like he folded space in two with it.
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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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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Glen Hirshberg’s stories are haunting, absolutely, but not only because of the content.
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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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I was with them for all of it, but more like an echo than a participant.
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Pouring over me, but it was a different kind, siphoned from a different, and tamer, body of water. I was her darling daughter; Joseph was her it.
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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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Many kids, it seemed, would find out that their parents were flawed, messed-up people later in life, and I didn’t appreciate getting to know it all so strong and early.
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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 is so often surprising, who rescues you at your lowest moments.
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As a writer you ask yourself to dream while awake.
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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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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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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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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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While she cut the mushrooms, she cried more than she had at the grave.
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