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e03058d
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I'm like that, nothing sticks.
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Gillian Flynn |
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e7cd880
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I got it, Go said. Go home, fuck her brains out, then smack her with your penis and scream, There's some wood for you bitch!
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Gillian Flynn |
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acc6a5e
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Sometimes I think illness sits inside every woman, waiting for the right moment to bloom.
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Gillian Flynn |
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960b6f2
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Soul mates. They really call themselves that, which makes sense, because I guess they are ... They have no harsh edges with each other, no spiny conflicts, they ride though life like conjoined jellyfish - expanding and contracting instinctively, filling each other's spaces liquidly. Making it look easy.
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happiness
ideal-love
ideal-lover
jellyfish
love
marriage
other-half
peace
perfection
relationships
soul-mate
soul-mates
true-love
unconditional-love
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Gillian Flynn |
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282e205
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I don't even want to ask,' he said. 'You two are the most fucked-up people I have ever met, and I specialize in fucked-up people.
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Gillian Flynn |
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f17f93c
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When I was fourteen, I thought a lot about killing myself--it's a hobby today, but at age fourteen it was a vocation. On a September morning, just after school started, I'd gotten Diane's .44 Magnum and held it, babylike, in my lap for hours. What an indulgence it would be, to just blow off my head, all my mean spirits disappearing with a gun blast, like blowing a seedy dandelion apart. But I thought about Diane, and her coming home to my s..
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Gillian Flynn |
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my father, [was] a mid-level phonecompany manager who treated my mother at best like an incompetent employee. At worst? He never beat her, but his pure, inarticulate fury would fill the house for days, weeks, at a time, making the air humid, hard to breathe, my father stalking around with his lower jaw jutting out, giving him the look of a wounded, vengeful boxer, grinding his teeth so loud you could hear it across the room ... I'm sure he ..
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abusive
abusive-parents
anger
broken-home
childhood
childhood-memories
communication
divorce
emotional-abuse
family
father
fight
fighting
fights
fury
heartbreak
heartbroken
love
love-lost
malice
mental-abuse
mother
parenthood
parents
parents-and-children
rage
scared
sexism
silence
terror
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Gillian Flynn |
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dadcb05
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He's calling you a Cool Girl to fool you! That's what men do: they try to make it sound like you are the cool girl so you will bow to their wishes. Like a car salesman saying, how much do you want to pay for this beauty? When you didn't agree to buy it yet.
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Gillian Flynn |
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25fc956
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I was never really on my side in any argument. I liked the Old Testament spitefulness of the phrase Sometimes women do.
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mistreated
women
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Gillian Flynn |
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818a273
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It was silly but incredibly sweet, these people spending so much energy trying to figure me out. The answer: I don't like cherries.
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Gillian Flynn |
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a073397
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Amy's basically exploiting the sociopath's most reliable maxim. The bigger the lie, the more they believe it.
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Gillian Flynn |
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30b3ab6
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I didn't think past the first step of anything, that was the key. I drank a Coke and didn't worry about how to recycle the can or about the acid puddling in my belly, acid so powerful it could strip clean a penny. We went to a dumb movie and I didn't worry about the offensive sexism or the lack of minorities in meaningful roles. I didn't even worry about anything that came next. Nothing had consequence, I was living in the moment, and I cou..
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love
sociopath
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Gillian Flynn |
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57718d2
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Sleep is like a cat: It only comes to you if you ignore it. I drank more and continued my mantra. 'Stop thinking', swig, 'empty your head', swig, 'now, seriously empty your head'.
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alcoholic
alone
binging
cat
cats
drinking
empty-your-head
ignorance
ignoring
insomnia
lonely
mantra
murphy-s-law
playing-hard-to-get
self-assurance
sleep
sleeping
stop-thinking
talking-to-yourself
the-mind
thinking
thinking-process
thoughts
voices-inside-your-head
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Gillian Flynn |
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9362b1c
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It sounded artificial, like a beauty pageant contestant pledging world peace. I did feel sad, but articulating it seemed cheap to me.
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Gillian Flynn |
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6d7c666
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If she's sad or upset or angry, she needs to be alone-she fears a man dismissing her womanly tears.
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Gillian Flynn |
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03f11f0
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She'll never really let me go. She likes the game too much." "Then stop playing it."
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Gillian Flynn |
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5e6c128
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Republicans go to Sam's Club, Democrats go to Costco.
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Gillian Flynn |
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36f2192
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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.
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Gillian Flynn |
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8ad7580
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It's good.' She chirps the last bit as if that were all to say about a book: It's good or it's bad. I liked it or I didn't. No discussions of the writing, the themes, the nuances, the structure. Just good or bad. Like a hot dog.
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Gillian Flynn |
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a5da4a4
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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, actua..
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gone-girl
society
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Gillian Flynn |
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81da598
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She'd always been one of those girls who wanted what anyone else had, even if she didn't want it.
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Gillian Flynn |
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7a94daa
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I lack formal education. So I'm left with the feeling that I'm smarter than everyone around me but that if I ever got around really smart people--people who went to universities and drank wine and spoke Latin--that they'd be bored as hell by me. It's a lonely way to go through life.
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gillian-flynn
lonliness
smart
smartness
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Gillian Flynn |
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2cd6c07
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The actual stuff my family owned, those boxes under my stairs, I can't quite bear to look at. I like other people's things better. They come with other people's history.
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Gillian Flynn |
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The ones who are not soul-mated - the ones who have settled - are even more dismissive of my singleness: It's not that hard to find someone to marry, they say. No relationship is perfect, they say - they, who make do with dutiful sex and gassy bedtime rituals, who settle for TV as conversation, who believe that husbandly capitulation - yes, honey, okay, honey - is the same as concord. He's doing what you tell him to do because he doesn't ca..
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Gillian Flynn |
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Camille?" Her voice quiet and girlish and unsure. "You know how people sometimes say they have to hurt because if they don't, they're so numb they won't feel anything?" "Mmm." "What if it's the opposite?" Amma whispered. "What if you hurt because it feels so good? Like you have a tingling, like someone left a switch on in your body. And nothing can turn that switch off except hurting? What does that mean?" I pretended to be asleep. I preten..
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Gillian Flynn |
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Whenever I see news stories about children who were killed by their parents, I think: But how could it be? They cared enough to give this kid a name, they had a moment--at least one moment--when they sifted through all the possibilities and picked one specific name for their child, decided what they would call their baby. How could you kill something you cared enough to name?
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Gillian Flynn |
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84fbd70
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Sometimes I feel like Nick has decided on a version of me that doesn't exist.
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Gillian Flynn |
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a12e600
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I have a meanness inside of me, real as an organ.
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Gillian Flynn |
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108a015
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The old Amy, the girl of the big laugh and the easy ways, literally shed herself, a pile of skin and soul on the floor, and stepped this new, brittle, bitter Amy ... a razor-wire knot daring me to unloop her, and I was not up to the job with my thick, numb, nervous fingers. Country fingers. Flyover fingers untrained in the intricate, dangerous work of 'solving Amy'. When I'd hold up the bloody stumps, she'd sigh and turn to her secret menta..
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bullying
change
change-for-worse
criticism
emotional-turmoil
failure
flaws
hatred
heartbreak
heartless
hurtful
i-miss-who-you-were
loss
love
marriage
missing-who-someone-was
nothing
puppeteer
relationships
scary
strangers
turmoil
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Gillian Flynn |
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2d77646
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I felt hollowed out. My mom's death was not useful. I felt a shot of rage at her, and then imagined those last bloody moments in the house, when she realized it had gone wrong, when Debby lay dying, and it was all over, her unsterling life. My anger gave way to a strange tenderness, what a mother might feel for her child, and I thought, At least she tried. She tried, on that final day, as hard as anyone could have tried. And I would try to..
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Gillian Flynn |
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4a3473a
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he's always been moody. Even when he was a baby he was like a cat. All snuggly one second and then the next, he'd be looking at you like he had no idea who you were.
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Gillian Flynn |
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8b9bc81
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Do you understand this is serious?" "I understand you think it's serious."
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Gillian Flynn |
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d9b68dc
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How confusing to live in the shadow of a shadow.
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depression
pain
shadow
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Gillian Flynn |
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491923a
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One should never marry a man who doesn't own a decent set of scissors. That would be my advice. It leads to bad things.
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Gillian Flynn |
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ceeb62f
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She blew more smoke toward me, a lazy game of cancer catch.
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cigarette
cigarettes
death
inevitable
smoke
smoking
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Gillian Flynn |
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1b47306
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You stopped loving me. We're a sick, fucking toxic Mobius strip, Amy. We weren't ourselves when we fell in love, and when we became ourselves - surprise! - we were poison. We complete each other in the nastiest, ugliest possible way. You don't even really love me, Amy. You don't even like me. Divorce me. Divorce me, and let's try to be happy.
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Gillian Flynn |
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3712233
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When a child knows that young that her mother doesn't care for her, bad things happen.
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Gillian Flynn |
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5dcd962
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I don't feel like Nick's wife. I don't feel like a person at all: I am something to be loaded and unloaded, like a sofa or a cuckoo clock. I am something to be tossed into a junkyard, thrown into the river, if necessary. I don't feel real anymore. I feel like I could disappear.
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Gillian Flynn |
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76c762f
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She had what the Victorians would call . You could imagine the skull quite easily. I'd know her head anywhere. And what's inside it. 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.
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Gillian Flynn |
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72238c9
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Money is wasted on the rich.
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Gillian Flynn |
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985c1ab
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I like checking days off a calendar--151 days crossed and nothing truly horrible has happened. 152 and the world isn't ruined. 153 and I haven't destroyed anyone. 154 and no one really hates me. Sometimes I think I won't ever feel safe until I can count my last days on one hand. Three more days to get through until I don't have to worry about life anymore.
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Gillian Flynn |
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468258f
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It is always consoling to think of suicide; it's what gets one through many a bad night.
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death
life
suicide
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Gillian Flynn |
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dd99753
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A lot of people lacked that gift: knowing when to fuck off. People love talking, and I have never been a huge talker. I carry on an inner monologue, but the words often don't reach my lips
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Gillian Flynn |
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c6ccc30
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All the stuff I don't like about myself has been pushed to the back of my brain. Maybe that is what I like best about him, the way he makes me. Not makes me feel, just makes me. I am fun. I am playful. I am game. I feel naturally happy and entirely satisfied.
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Gillian Flynn |