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By the time my sister finally died, I was grateful in a way. It seemed to me that she'd been expelled into this world not quite formed. She was not ready for its weight. People whispered comfort about Marian being called back to heaven, but my mother would not be distracted from her grief. To this day it remains a hobby.
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I don't want to panic them,' I said. 'If we don't
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neighbors, I ran errands for Mo's
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I heard my aunt Diane boom in my head. Those words had been the bane of my childhood, a constant reminder that nothing turned out right, not just for me but for anyone, and that's why someone had invented a saying like that. So we'd all know that we'd never have what we needed.
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ifs-and-buts
people
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right
sayings
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6-0-0. It felt different. I rarely woke at such a rounded time. I was a man of jagged risings: 8:43, 11:51, 9:26. My life was alarmless.
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I do know that framing your husband for your murder is beyond the pale of what an average would do. But it's so very necessary.
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Nonono, Nick,' Gilpin interrupted. He pulled a chair up to the table and sat on it backward. I wondered if cops actually did that. Or did some clever actor do that, and then cops began doing it because they'd seen the actors playing cops do that and it looked cool?
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stretched our legs, shook ourselves awake. The night
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There is an unfair responsibility that comes with being an only child--you grow up knowing you aren't allowed to disappoint, you're not even allowed to die. There isn't a replacement toddling around; you're it. It makes you desperate to be flawless, and it also makes you drunk with the power. In such ways are despots made.
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on the way to the beauty parlor.
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Gillian Flynn |
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occurred! Amy was shot! But then I realized
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She leaned forward on the table and said, "I know we are having a tough time. I still love you so much, Nick, and I know I have a lot of things to work on. I want to be a good wife to you, and I want you to be my husband and be happy. But you need to decide what you want."
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Gillian Flynn |
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Oh, that sounds like too
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The Mexicans get the shittiest, most dangerous jobs, and the whites still complain.
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Gillian Flynn |
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voice. We'll get slowly lazy-drunk on good
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Gillian Flynn |
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I know women whose entire personas are woven from a benign mediocrity.
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Gillian Flynn |
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Item 33: Get the fuck out of Dodge. Check, check, check.
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Nothing to it but to do it, nothing to it but to do it.
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Fact: Somewhere around 2 a.m. on January 3, 1985, a person or persons killed three members of the Day family in their farmhouse in Kinnakee, Kansas. The deceased include Michelle Day, age ten; Debby Day, age nine; and the family matriarch, Patty Day, age thirty-two. Michelle Day was strangled; Debby Day died of axe wounds, Patty Day of two shotgun wounds, axe wounds, and deep cuts from a Bowie hunting knife.
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Gillian Flynn |
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Don't women think that all men are jerky twelve-year-olds at heart?" "Hey, if the heart fits."
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Gillian Flynn |
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There was just me, left wretched in my childhood bed.
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She was a real talker, said whatever come into her mind. In a good way. Mostly." She was silent again for a few beats, but I could see her thinking back behind her eyes so I said nothing. "You know, I thought maybe she'd be a lawyer or college debater or something someday, because she was just ... she never stopped to measure her words. Like me. I think everything I say is stupid. Ann thought everyone should hear everything she had to say."
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wall, hanging by the cords, when my phone finally rang. A bitchy voice on the other end demanded Amy's first pet's name. Woooonk-woooonk-woooonk!
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Instead, she'd let it get even more overgrown and cobwebbed. We'd always joked that it would be a good place to bury a body. It couldn't be.
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Gillian Flynn |
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Cute kids, really cute clothes. I'd just created a tagline for Wind Gaps' li'l shoppers.
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Gillian Flynn |
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Dad phoned to wish us happy anniversary, and I picked up the phone and I was going to play it cool, but then I started crying when I started talking--I was doing the awful chick talk-cry: mwaha-waah-gwwahh-and-waaa-wa--so I had to tell him what happened, and he told me I should open a bottle of wine and wallow in it for a bit. Dad is always a proponent of a good indulgent sulk. Still, Nick will be angry that I told Rand, and of course Rand ..
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I go on dates with men who are nice and good-looking and smart - perfect-on-paper men who make me feel like I'm in a foreign land, trying to explain myself, trying to make myself known. Because isn't that the point of every relationship: to be known by someone else, to be understood? He gets me. She gets me. Isn't that the simple magic phrase? So you suffer through the night with the perfect-on-paper man - the stutter of jokes misunderstood..
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I mean I would rather be a librarian but I worry about the job security, books may be temporary dicks are forever.
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too serious, Amy, you're too uptight, Amy, you overthink things, you analyze too much, you're no fun anymore, you make me feel useless, Amy, you make me feel bad, Amy. He took away chunks of me with blase swipes: my independence, my pride, my esteem. I gave, and he took and took. He Giving Treed me out of existence. That whore, he picked that little whore over me. He killed my soul, which should be a crime. Actually, it is a crime.
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Now, I like a writer party, I like writers, I am the child of writers, I am a writer. I still love scribbling that word--WRITER--anytime
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It's probably why I was so hateful to her, she kept me from what I wanted the most.
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Curry was wrong: Being an insider here was more distracting than useful.
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Gillian Flynn |
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It seemed like a joke, how much all these dudes looked alike, like living was so hard it just erased your features, rubbed out anything distinctive.
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I've thought about you a lot over these years, been wondering about you. That's what you do in here ... think and wonder. Every once in a while someone'll write me about you. But it's not the same.
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I hope you're feeling better about yourself too, Camille. That's an important thing, liking oneself. A good attitude infects just as easily as a bad one." "Enjoy the horses." "I always do."
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Four Herefords stood nearby, unmoving in the snow, finding the humans unworrying. Limited imaginations. Diondra
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streaking out
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I remember watching a very sensible love expert on TV once. The advice: "Don't be discouraged--every relationship you have is a failure, until you find the right one." That's how I felt about this miserable quest: every person I talked to would let me down until I found the one person who could help me figure out that night. Lyle"
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Against the far wall was a wire cage holding a pack of unblinking bunnies. World's dumbest pet, I thought. Who would want an animal that sat, quivered, and shat everywhere? They say you can litter-box train them, but they lie.
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Jeez, wait, don't get bent out of shape." But I was born bent out of shape. I could picture myself coming out of the womb crooked and wrong. It never takes much for me to lose patience. The phrase fuck you may not rest on the tip of my tongue, but it's near. Midtongue. I"
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Gillian Flynn |
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Un oras atat de sufocant si de mic, incat zilnic te impiedicai de oameni pe care ii urai.
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Either way felt weird. Either way would lead to jokes. Trey was the kind of guy that would look for something just slightly but truly wrong about you that you didn't even notice and point it out to the whole room.
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Gillian Flynn |
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January was the season for house robberies and violence. Christmas was over, and the new year just reminded you of how little your life had changed, and man, people got angry in January. So
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Gillian Flynn |
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The Victorians, especially southern Victorians, needed a lot of room to stray away from each other, to duck tuberculosis and flu, to avoid rapacious lust, to wall themselves away from sticky emotions. Extra space is always good.
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