The writing I tend to think of as ‘good’ is good because it’s mysterious.
AIMEE BENDERI didn’t mind the quiet stretches. It was like we were trying out the idea of being side by side.
More Aimee Bender Quotes
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It’s a pleasure to dive into Hirshberg’s storytelling skills in American Morons.
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But the sky is interesting, it changes all the time.
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Mom flipped through the magazines like the pages needed to be slapped.
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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 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 is so often surprising, who rescues you at your lowest moments.
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You try, you seem totally nuts, you go underground.
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As a writer you ask yourself to dream while awake.
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The stories themselves haunt, they stick around, they linger, inhabiting a little corner of the reader’s brain and resurfacing to evoke mystery or sadness or longing.
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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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She is the first gesture that creates a quiet that is full enough to make the baby sleep. My genes, my love, are rubber bands and rope; make yourself a structure you can live inside. Amen.
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I was with them for all of it, but more like an echo than a participant.
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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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It was a fleeting statement, one I didn’t think she’d hold on to; after all, she had birthed us alone, diapered and fed us, helped us with homework, kissed and hugged us, poured her love into us.
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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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