I admired that stride; it was like he folded space in two with it.
AIMEE BENDERThere’s a gift in your lap and it’s beautifully wrapped and it’s not your birthday.
More Aimee Bender Quotes
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It’s such a fraught and exciting and kind of horrible time.
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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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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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That she might not actually know us seemed the humblest thing a mother could admit.
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I was right at the edge of their circle, like the tail of a Q…
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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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You’re the perfect girl’, he said, rubbing his chin. ‘You expect nothing.
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It’s a pleasure to dive into Hirshberg’s storytelling skills in American Morons.
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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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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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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 didn’t mind the quiet stretches. It was like we were trying out the idea of being side by side.
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It seems the best work I do is when I am really allowing the unconscious to rule the page and then later I can go back and hack around and make sense of things.
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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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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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