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.
AIMEE BENDERThe wine glasses are empty except for that one undrinkable red spot at the bottom.
More Aimee Bender Quotes
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I watched as she added a question mark at the end. Arc, line, space, dot.
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We hit the sidewalk, and dropped hands. How I wished, right then, that the whole world was a street.
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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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When language is treated beautifully and interestingly, it can feel good for the body: It’s nourishing; it’s rejuvenating.
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Mom flipped through the magazines like the pages needed to be slapped.
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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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You’re the perfect girl’, he said, rubbing his chin. ‘You expect nothing.
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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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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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While she cut the mushrooms, she cried more than she had at the grave.
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It seems the best work I do is when I am really allowing the unconscious to rule the page and then later I can go back and hack around and make sense of things.
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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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You try, you seem totally nuts, you go underground.
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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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Mom loved my brother more. Not that she didn’t love me – I felt the wash of her love every day.
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