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.
AIMEE BENDERHe was also removing all traces of any tiny leftover parts, and suddenly a ritual which I’d always found incestuous and gross seemed to me more like a desperate act on Joseph’s part to get out, to leave, to extract every little last remnant and bring it into open air.
More Aimee Bender Quotes
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That she might not actually know us seemed the humblest thing a mother could admit.
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Light is good company, when alone; I took my comfort where I found it, and the warmest yellow bulb in the living-room lamp had become a kind of radiant babysitter all its own.
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Pouring over me, but it was a different kind, siphoned from a different, and tamer, body of water. I was her darling daughter; Joseph was her it.
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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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Sometimes, she said, mostly to herself, I feel I do not know my children…
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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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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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A Dorito asks nothing of you, which is its great gift. It only asks that you are not there.
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I admired that stride; it was like he folded space in two with it.
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Glen Hirshberg’s stories are haunting, absolutely, but not only because of the content.
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I peeled the skin off a grape in slippery little triangles, and I understood then that I would be undressing every item of food I could because my clothes would be staying on.
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The wine glasses are empty except for that one undrinkable red spot at the bottom.
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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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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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It is so often surprising, who rescues you at your lowest moments.
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