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.
Gillian FlynnThey thought more before nine a.m. than most people thought all month. I remember once declining cherry pie at dinner, and Rand cocked his head and said, 'Ahh! Iconoclast. Disdains the easy, symbolic patriotism.' And when I tried to laugh it off and said, well, I didn't like cherry cobbler either, Marybeth touched Rand's arm: 'Because of the divorce. All those comfort foods, the desserts a family eats together, those are just bad memories for Nick.'
It was silly but incredibly sweet, these people spending so much energy trying to figure me out. The answer: I don't like cherries.
Tag: patriotism childhood psychology funny logic simplicity memories symbolism irony thoughts divorce ironic psychologist the-mind iconoclast childhood-memories over-thinking broken-home bad-memories cherry-pie
I know, I know, I'm being a girl.
Gillian FlynnTag: women feminism girl stereotypes thoughts over-thinking girl-problems
Compromise, communicate, and never go to bed angry - the three pieces of advice gifted and regifted to all newlyweds.
Gillian FlynnTag: advice love loss communication marriage anger heartbreak compromise divorce communicate marriage-advice newlyweds
Writers (my kind of writers: aspiring novelists, ruminative thinkers, people whose brains don't work quick enough to blog or link or tweet, basically old, stubborn blowhards) were through. We were like women's hat makers or buggy-whip manufacturers: Our time was done.
Gillian FlynnTo know exactly what I wanted to hear in those notes, to woo me back to her, even to predict all my wrong moves … the woman knew me cold. Better than anyone in the world, she knew me. All this time I’d thought we were strangers, and it turned out we knew each other intuitively, in our bones, in our blood.
Gillian FlynnI'm like that, nothing sticks.
Gillian FlynnFive A.M., that's the best time, when the clicking of your heels on the sidewalk sounds illicit.
Gillian FlynnWe stare at the wonders of the world, dulled-eyed, underwhelmed.
Gillian FlynnHe stands in the street with his arms out to me and a huge grin on his face-Baby! - and I run and I jump up into his arms he presses a stubbly cheek against mine.
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