It’s such a fraught and exciting and kind of horrible time.
AIMEE BENDERThere’s a gift in your lap and it’s beautifully wrapped and it’s not your birthday.
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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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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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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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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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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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It’s a pleasure to dive into Hirshberg’s storytelling skills in American Morons.
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I watched as she added a question mark at the end. Arc, line, space, dot.
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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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She is the first gesture that creates a quiet that is full enough to make the baby sleep. My genes, my love, are rubber bands and rope; make yourself a structure you can live inside. Amen.
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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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He was also removing all traces of any tiny leftover parts, and suddenly a ritual which I’d always found incestuous and gross seemed to me more like a desperate act on Joseph’s part to get out, to leave, to extract every little last remnant and bring it into open air.
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To see someone you love, in a bad setting, is one of the great barometers of gratitude.
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You can ruin anything if you focus at it.
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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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