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.
AIMEE BENDERand I get refill number three or four and the wine is making my bones loose and it’s giving my hair a red sheen and my breasts are blooming and my eyes feel sultry and wise and the dress is water.
More Aimee Bender Quotes
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Before she knew it was candles, did she think she’d done it herself? With the amazing turns of her hips.
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Glen Hirshberg’s stories are haunting, absolutely, but not only because of the content.
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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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As 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.
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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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It’s such a fraught and exciting and kind of horrible time.
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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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We hit the sidewalk, and dropped hands. How I wished, right then, that the whole world was a street.
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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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The wine glasses are empty except for that one undrinkable red spot at the bottom.
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I want to be violated by insight.
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It is so often surprising, who rescues you at your lowest moments.
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I watched as she added a question mark at the end. Arc, line, space, dot.
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You can ruin anything if you focus at 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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