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.
AIMEE BENDERWhile she cut the mushrooms, she cried more than she had at the grave.
More Aimee Bender Quotes
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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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Language is the ticket to plot and character, after all, because both are built out of language.
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I don’t think so, I don’t agree. The most unbearable thing I think by far, she said, is hope.
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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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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 wine glasses are empty except for that one undrinkable red spot at the bottom.
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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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That she might not actually know us seemed the humblest thing a mother could admit.
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That at the same time of this very intimate act of concentrating so carefully on the details of our mother’s palm and fingertips.
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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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You can ruin anything if you focus at it.
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Before she knew it was candles, did she think she’d done it herself? With the amazing turns of her hips.
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I was with them for all of it, but more like an echo than a participant.
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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 flipped through the magazines like the pages needed to be slapped.
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