Frasi di Aimee Bender

“Un tempo pensavo che la morte potesse essere nascosta da qualche parte sul nostro corpo. Acquattata dietro la pupilla come una moneta, infilata sotto un’unghia, allacciata attorno a un polso. Una scheggia scura, affilata; una pallottola pallida, libera. Una cosa diversa per ogni persona. La durata di ogni vita predefinita. Il giorno della morte, ti si scioglie dentro a tutto il corpo, calda pallina rotta di sali da bagno. Fino a quel momento, attende – chiusa e muta. Se si sapesse dove cercare si riuscirebbe a trovarla, accoccolata nella piega dell’orecchio ad aspettare pazientemente il giorno giusto.”

“Il mondo può anche chiederti di partecipare, ma la decisione di accettare la proposta viene presa di giorno in giorno.”

“Sono innamorata dello smettere. A suo modo è un'arte, se ci pensate. Smettere bene richiede un innato senso della bellezza; bisogna saper sentire il momento della svolta, proprio quando il desiderio fa la sua comparsa, quello è il momento di darci un taglio, giù deciso, l'istante in cui lo smettere è maturo come una pesca che si fa dolce sull'albero: crack, si spacca il picciolo, la pesca cade per terra, nera e argento di mosche.”

“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.”

“I want to be violated by insight.”

“I give boring people something to discuss over corn.”

“We hit the sidewalk, and dropped hands. How I wished, right then, that the whole world was a street.”

“I could feel the tears beginning to collect in my throat again, but I pushed them apart, away from each other. Tears are only a threat in groups.”

“Mom loved my brother more. Not that she didn't love me - I felt the wash of her love every day, 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.”

“I was with them for all of it, but more like an echo than a participant.”

“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.”

“To see someone you love, in a bad setting, is one of the great barometers of gratitude.”

“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.”

“…kissing George was a little like rolling in caramel after spending years surviving off rice sticks.”

“I didn’t mind the quiet stretches. It was like we were trying out the idea of being side by side.”

“My eyelids are my own private cave, he murmured. That I can go to anytime I want.”

“There's a gift in your lap and it's beautifully wrapped and it's not your birthday. 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.”

“Several of the girls at the party had had sex, something which sounded appealing but only if it could happen with blindfolds in a time warp plus amnesia”

“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.”

“It is so often surprising, who rescues you at your lowest moments.”

“It seemed to happen in springs, the revealing of things.”

“… a Dorito asks nothing of you, which is its great gift. It only asks that you are not there.”

“I was right at the edge of their circle, like the tail of a Q…”

“My lover is experiencing reverse evolution.”

“The wine glasses are empty except for that one undrinkable red spot at the bottom.”

“That's the thing with handmade items. They still have the person's mark on them, and when you hold them, you feel less alone.”

“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.”