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.
AIMEE BENDERA Dorito asks nothing of you, which is its great gift. It only asks that you are not there.
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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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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When language is treated beautifully and interestingly, it can feel good for the body: It’s nourishing; it’s rejuvenating.
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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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We hit the sidewalk, and dropped hands. How I wished, right then, that the whole world was a street.
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Kissing George was a little like rolling in caramel after spending years surviving off rice sticks.
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I admired that stride; it was like he folded space in two with it.
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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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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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My eyelids are my own private cave, he murmured. That I can go to anytime I want.
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I don’t think so, I don’t agree. The most unbearable thing I think by far, she said, is hope.
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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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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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You’re the perfect girl’, he said, rubbing his chin. ‘You expect nothing.
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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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