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The Color Master: Stories QUOTES

The Color Master: Stories QUOTES

21 " It is difficult to want to tell a grave that it is not immortal. It's so obvious at that point. "

― Aimee Bender , The Color Master: Stories

22 " We're like the couple on the sitcom that has good sparks but never get together for the sake of ratings. "

― Aimee Bender , The Color Master: Stories

23 " It is so often surprising, who rescues you at your lowest moments. "

― Aimee Bender , The Color Master: Stories

24 " It's unsettling to meet people who don't eat apples. "

― Aimee Bender , The Color Master: Stories

25 " There was love to be felt, and discovered, still. "

― Aimee Bender , The Color Master: Stories

26 " They'd been married for years, and he wanted her to give up the last thread of cover so she would stand before him nude and he could make love to her entire skin. Well, of course that made her head fall off. Of course. "

― Aimee Bender , The Color Master: Stories

27 " but the rest of the evening is nothing but the trembling edges of something I am so tired of feeling and I do not want to feel anymore. "

― Aimee Bender , The Color Master: Stories

28 " I will never die, thought the cake to itself, in even simpler terms, as cakes did not have sophisticated use of language. "

― Aimee Bender , The Color Master: Stories

29 " ...part of trying to attract those poet-men was to look a little like I had wandered onto campus by accident after having spent ten years with the wolves behind some farmhouse, living off scraps and reveling in the pure air like a half–girl Mowgli, half–woman Thoreau. "

― Aimee Bender , The Color Master: Stories

30 " One could not spend one's life in the imaginings of another life. "

― Aimee Bender , The Color Master: Stories

31 " We are all, generally, symmetrical: ants, elephants, lions, fish, flowers, leaves. But she was a tree. No one expects a tree to be symmetrical at all. "

― Aimee Bender , The Color Master: Stories

32 " During the descent, she gave the doily to the man across the aisle, worried about his ailing son, and the needlework was so elegant it made him feel better just to hold it. 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. This is why everyone who eats a Whopper leaves a little more depressed than they were when they came in. "

― Aimee Bender , The Color Master: Stories

33 " Then he sat down at the table of a larger man, a man with tattoos but the old kind, before tattoos became dainty and about spiritual life. The man wore tattoos from the time when tattoos meant you liked to kick people around. "

― Aimee Bender , The Color Master: Stories

34 " On the drive home, she sat in the backseat, as she did on occasion. He said it was to protect her from more dangerous car accidents; she liked thinking for a moment that he was her chauffeur, that she had reached a state of adult richness where you did nothing for yourself anymore and returned to infancy. "

― Aimee Bender , The Color Master: Stories

35 " The phone is about the same size as a cigarette pack. It’s no surprise to me that the traditional cigarette lighter in many cars has turned into the space we use to recharge our phones. They are kin. The phone, like the cigarette, lets the texter/ former smoker drop out of any social interaction for a second to get a break and make a little love to the beautiful object. We need something, people. We can’t live propless. "

― Aimee Bender , The Color Master: Stories

36 " She bops around really energetically but she’s also still. Like she’s moving her torso but her feet don’t move, and then sometimes she’ll take one step, and it feels like a thesis statement. Like it is a topic sentence about her butt. "

― Aimee Bender , The Color Master: Stories

37 " When she came back inside, she was gripping a yogurt cup someone had thrown near our side strip of garden. “Plastic doesn’t cycle.” She shrugged off her coat. “Right? We recycle it, but it can’t do anything on its own, and all it can ever do is be itself again. It is the worst kind of reincarnation. Lame! That is so lame! And it’s everywhere!” she cried, going to the bathroom to splash water on her face. "

― Aimee Bender , The Color Master: Stories

38 " He had a good face to him, something chunky in his nose that I could get behind. "

― Aimee Bender , The Color Master: Stories

39 " When she left the store, emboldened, receipt tucked into her purse, folded twice, Janet thought of all the chicken dishes she had not sent back even though they were either half-raw or not what she had ordered. Chicken Kiev instead of chicken Marsala, chicken with mushrooms instead of chicken a la king: her body was made up of the wrong chickens. "

― Aimee Bender , The Color Master: Stories

40 " I think it's good to smile at everybody so that everyone knows you love everyone. It's good for human pacifism. "

― Aimee Bender , The Color Master: Stories