But what I kept wondering about is this: that first second when she felt her skirt burning, what did she think?
AIMEE BENDERShe 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.
More Aimee Bender Quotes
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I am the drying meadow; you the unspoken apology; he is the fluctuating distance between mother and son.
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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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You’re the perfect girl’, he said, rubbing his chin. ‘You expect nothing.
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This is why everyone who eats a Whopper leaves a little more depressed than they were when they came in. Nobody cooked that burger.
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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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Not getting bored of my own story and/or character is one of the main struggles.
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I want to be violated by insight.
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It seemed to happen in springs, the revealing of things.
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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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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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As a writer you ask yourself to dream while awake.
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My genes, my love, are rubber bands and rope; make yourself a structure you can live inside. Amen.” – Aimee Bender (Willful Creatures: Stories)
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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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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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With my hand in his, I looked at all the apartment buildings with rushes of love, peering in the wide streetside windows that revealed living rooms painted in dark burgandies and matte reds.
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