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.
AIMEE BENDERI was with them for all of it, but more like an echo than a participant.
More Aimee Bender Quotes
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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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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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I peeled the skin off a grape in slippery little triangles, and I understood then that I would be undressing every item of food I could because my clothes would be staying on.
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Mom flipped through the magazines like the pages needed to be slapped.
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It seemed to happen in springs, the revealing of things.
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My lover is experiencing reverse evolution.
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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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Glen Hirshberg’s stories are haunting, absolutely, but not only because of the content.
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It’s such a fraught and exciting and kind of horrible time.
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I admired that stride; it was like he folded space in two with it.
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Listen. Look. Desire is a house. Desire needs closed space. Desire runs out of doors or windows, or slats or pinpricks, it can’t fit under the sky, too large. Close the doors. Close the windows.
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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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I knew if I ate anything of hers again, it would lkely tell me the same message: help me,
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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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It’s a pleasure to dive into Hirshberg’s storytelling skills in American Morons.
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