I am the drying meadow; you the unspoken apology; he is the fluctuating distance between mother and son.
AIMEE BENDERI admired that stride; it was like he folded space in two with it.
More Aimee Bender Quotes
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The writing I tend to think of as ‘good’ is good because it’s mysterious.
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There’s a gift in your lap and it’s beautifully wrapped and it’s not your birthday.
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It’s such a fraught and exciting and kind of horrible time.
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We’re all getting too smart. Our brains are just getting bigger and bigger, and the world dries up and dies when there’s too much thought and not enough heart.
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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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I knew if I ate anything of hers again, it would lkely tell me the same message: help me,
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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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When the light at Vernon turned green, we stepped into the street and George grabbed my hand and the ghosts of our younger selves crossed with us.
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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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I’m obsessed with adolescence. I love to write about people in their 20s.
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Language is the ticket to plot and character, after all, because both are built out of language.
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I want to be violated by insight.
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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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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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