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I don't know that we are actually human at this point, those of us who are like most of us, who grew up with TV and movies and now the Internet. If we are betrayed, we know the words to say; when a loved one dies, we know the words to say. If we want to play the stud or the smart-ass or the fool, we know the words to say. We are all working from the same dog-eared script. It's a very difficult era in which to be a person, just a real, actual person, instead of a collection of personality traits selected from an endless Automat of characters. And if all of us are play-acting, there can be no such thing as a soul mate, because we don't have genuine souls. It had gotten to the point where it seemed like nothing matters, because I'm not a real person and neither is anyone else. I would have done anything to feel real again.
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gone-girl
society
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Gillian Flynn |
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All of a sudden you see reading in bed and waffles on Sunday and laughing at nothing and his mouth on yours. And it's so far beyond fine that you know you can never go back to fine.
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love
gone-girl
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Gillian Flynn |
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28da5cb
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It's humbling to become the very thing you once mocked.
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cool-girl
gone-girl
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Gillian Flynn |
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I think of that, too: her mind. Her brain, all those coils, and her thoughts shuttling through those coils like fast, frantic centipedes. Like a child, I picture opening her skull, unspooling her brain and sifting through it, trying to catch and pin down her thoughts. What are you thinking, Amy?
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thoughts
relationships
love
centipedes
gone-girl
thinking-process
over-thinking
the-mind
the-unknown
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Gillian Flynn |
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a81f3e8
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Can you imagine, finally showing your true self to your spouse, your soul mate, and having him not like you?
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marriage
messed-up
gone-girl
sad-but-true
thriller
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Gillian Flynn |
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cf77757
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It was one of the few stories we told the same way.
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nick-and-amy
gillian-flynn
gone-girl
memory
stories
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Gillian Flynn |
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She was scared. I pictured the police knocking, and here I was with a girl I'd been fucking the morning my wife went missing. I'd sought her out that day--I had never gone to her apartment since that first night, but I went right there that morning, because I'd spent hours with my heart pounding behind my ears, trying to get myself to say the words to Amy: I want a divorce. I am in love with someone else. We have to end. I can't pretend to love you, I can't do the anniversary thing--it would actually be more wring than cheating on you in the first place (I know: debatable.) But while I was gathering the guts, Amy had preempted me with her speech about still loving me (lying bitch!), and I lost my nerve. I felt like the ultimate cheat and coward, and--the catch-22---I craved Andie to make me feel better, But Andie was no longer the antidote to my nerves. Quite the opposite. The girl was wrapping herself around me even now, oblivious as a weed.
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messed-up
gone-girl
spoilers
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Gillian Flynn |
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"My parents have always worried that I'd take Amy too personally -- they always tell not to read too much into her, And yet I can't fail to notice that whenever I screw something up, Amy does it right: When I finally quit violin at age twelve, Amy was revealed as a prodigy in the next book. ("Sheesh, violin can be hard work, but handwork is the only way to get better!") When I blew off the junior championship at age sixteen to do a beach weekend with friends, Amy recommitted to the game. ("Sheesh, I know it's fun to spend time with friends, but I'd be letting myself and everyone else down if I didn't show up for the tournament.") This used to drive me mad, but after I wend off to Harvard (and Amy correct those my parents' alma mater), I decided it was all too ridiculous to think about. That my parents, two child psychologists, chose this particular public form of passive-aggressiveness toward their child was not just fucked up but also stupid and weird and kind of hilarious."
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gillian-flynn
gone-girl
parents
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Gillian Flynn |
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A molta gente manca questo dono, la capacita di capire quando deve levarsi dai coglioni. Alla gente piace parlare, e io non sono mai stato un gran chiacchierone. Porto avanti un monologo interiore, ma spesso le parole non arrivano alle labbra. Com'e carina lei oggi, posso pensare, ma per qualche motivo non lo dico ad alta voce. Mia madre parlava, mia sorella parla. Crescendo, mi sono abituato ad ascoltare. Dunque starmene seduto sul divano da solo, in silenzio, mi pareva un lusso.
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gone-girl
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Gillian Flynn |
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1b9daf4
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It had turned me into a knee-jerk suckup to authority. Mom, Dad, teachers: Whatever makes your job easier, sir or madam. I craved a constant stream of approval. 'You'd literally lie, cheat, and steal - hell, kill - to convince people you are a good guy,' Go once said.
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gone-girl
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Gillian Flynn |