To see someone you love, in a bad setting, is one of the great barometers of gratitude.
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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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 watched as she added a question mark at the end. Arc, line, space, dot.
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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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The wine glasses are empty except for that one undrinkable red spot at the bottom.
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I give boring people something to discuss over corn.
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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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My eyelids are my own private cave, he murmured. That I can go to anytime I want.
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I’m obsessed with adolescence. I love to write about people in their 20s.
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The writing I tend to think of as ‘good’ is good because it’s mysterious.
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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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Language is the ticket to plot and character, after all, because both are built out of language.
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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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Kissing George was a little like rolling in caramel after spending years surviving off rice sticks.
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It seemed to happen in springs, the revealing of things.
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You’re the perfect girl’, he said, rubbing his chin. ‘You expect nothing.
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