Mom flipped through the magazines like the pages needed to be slapped.
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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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And the warmth of the music inside her, did she believe, for even one glorious second, that her passion had arrived?
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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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I want to be violated by insight.
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I have had with novel writing, and I have put to bed big chunks of work that just didn’t sustain my interest.
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It’s such a fraught and exciting and kind of horrible time.
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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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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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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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Many kids, it seemed, would find out that their parents were flawed, messed-up people later in life, and I didn’t appreciate getting to know it all so strong and early.
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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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While she cut the mushrooms, she cried more than she had at the grave.
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You can ruin anything if you focus at it.
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I felt the crumpled paper that had taken the place of my lungs expand as if released from a fist.
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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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and 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.
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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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But what I kept wondering about is this: that first second when she felt her skirt burning, what did she think?
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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 was with them for all of it, but more like an echo than a participant.
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You feel wonderful, you feel like somebody knows you’re alive, you feel fear because it could be a bomb, because you think you’re that important.
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When the light at Vernon turned green, we stepped into the street and George grabbed my hand and the ghosts of our younger selves crossed with us.
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Not getting bored of my own story and/or character is one of the main struggles.
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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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The writing I tend to think of as ‘good’ is good because it’s mysterious.
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