To see someone you love, in a bad setting, is one of the great barometers of gratitude.
AIMEE BENDERThe wine glasses are empty except for that one undrinkable red spot at the bottom.
More Aimee Bender Quotes
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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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I admired that stride; it was like he folded space in two with it.
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My lover is experiencing reverse evolution.
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That she might not actually know us seemed the humblest thing a mother could admit.
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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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I felt the crumpled paper that had taken the place of my lungs expand as if released from a fist.
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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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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 knew if I ate anything of hers again, it would lkely tell me the same message: help me,
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You can ruin anything if you focus at it.
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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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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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The most so far, because she found the saddest thing of all to be the simple truth of her capacity to move on.
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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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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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