I give boring people something to discuss over corn.
AIMEE BENDERAs soon as you laugh from nerves or make a joke or say something just to say something or get all involved with the bushes, then you blow open a window in your house of desire and it can’t heat up as well. Cold draft comes in.
More Aimee Bender Quotes
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I’m obsessed with adolescence. I love to write about people in their 20s.
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I was with them for all of it, but more like an echo than a participant.
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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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It is all about numbers. It is all about sequence. It’s the mathematical logic of being alive.
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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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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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Large meadows are lovely for picnics and romping, but they are for the lighter feelings. Meadows do not make me want to write.
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It’s such a fraught and exciting and kind of horrible time.
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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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Not getting bored of my own story and/or character is one of the main struggles.
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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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I want to be violated by insight.
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But the sky is interesting, it changes all the time.
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You’re the perfect girl’, he said, rubbing his chin. ‘You expect nothing.
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That at the same time of this very intimate act of concentrating so carefully on the details of our mother’s palm and fingertips.
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