My dad had limitations. That's what my good-hearted mom always told us. He had limitations, but he meant no harm. It was kind of her to say, but he did do harm. Gillian Flynn More Quotes by Gillian Flynn More Quotes From Gillian Flynn For those who need a name, there's a gift basket of medical terms. All I know is cutting made me feel safe. It was proof. Thoughts and words, captured where I could see them and track them. The truth, stinging, on my skin, in a freakish shorthand. Tell me you're going to the doctor, and I'll want to cut worrisome on my arm. Say you've fallen in love and I buzz the outlines of tragic over my breast. I hadn't necessarily wanted to be cured. Gillian Flynn doctors cutting names He was one of those guys who'd pronounce I'm a hugger as he came at you, neglecting to ask if the feeling was mutual. Gillian Flynn kissing guy feelings It was that summer, too, that I began the cutting, and was almost as devoted to it as my newfound loveliness. I adored tending to myself, wiping a shallow red pool of my blood away with a damp washcloth to magically reveal, just above my naval: queasy. Applying alcohol with dabs of a cottonball, wispy shreds sticking to the bloody lines of: perky. I had a dirty streak my senior year, which I later rectified. Gillian Flynn senior summer dirty I am a cutter, you see. Also a snipper, a slicer, a carver, a jabber. I am a very special case. I have a purpose. My skin, you see, screams. It's covered with words - cook, cupcake, kitty, curls - as if a knife-wielding first-grader learned to write on my flesh. I sometimes, but only sometimes, laugh. Getting out of the bath and seeing, out of the corner of my eye, down the side of a leg: baby-doll. Pulling on a sweater, and in a flash of my wrist: harmful. Why these words? Gillian Flynn eye writing baby Nick is like a good stiff drink: He gives everything the correct perspective. Gillian Flynn drink perspective giving I'd come to believe there was no food more depressing than Danish, a pastry that seemed stale upon arrival Gillian Flynn danish depressing believe How do you keep safe when your whole day is as wide and empty as the sky? Gillian Flynn empty safe sky To refuse has so many more consequences than submitting. Gillian Flynn consequence refuse Women get consumed. Not surprising, considering the sheer amount of traffic a woman's body experiences. Tampons and speculums. Cocks, fingers, vibrators and more, between the legs, from behind, in the mouth. Gillian Flynn legs body mouths They always call depression the blues, but I would have been happy to waken to a periwinkle outlook. Depression to me is urine yellow, washed out, exhausted miles of weak piss. Gillian Flynn exhausted weak yellow I've always been partial to the image of liquor as lubrication, a layer of protection from all the sharp thoughts in your head. Gillian Flynn layers liquor protection It's impossible to compete with the dead. I wished I could stop trying. Gillian Flynn stop-trying impossible trying There are a million talented writers who are unpublished only because they stop writing when it gets hard. Gillian Flynn millions hard writing Most beautiful, good things were done by women people scorn. Gillian Flynn done beautiful people I'm not someone who can be depended one five days a week. Monday Tuesday Wednesday Thursday Friday? I don't even get out of bed five days in a row-I often don't remember to eat five days in a row. Reporting to a workplace, where I should need to stay for eight hours-eight big hours outside my home- was unfeasible. Gillian Flynn friday monday home What a generous thing that is, I realize, for a husband to try to make his wife laugh. Gillian Flynn wife husband laughing Sometimes if you let people do things to you, you're really doing it to them. Gillian Flynn ifs sometimes people I think mystery writers and thriller writers - whatever genre you want to call it - are taking on some of the biggest, most interesting kind of socioeconomic issues around in a really interesting, compelling way. Gillian Flynn issues interesting thinking I assumed everything bad in the world could happen, because everything bad in the world already did happen. Gillian Flynn bad-in-the-world happens world Bang bang bang. I understand now why so many horror movies use that device-the mysterious knock on the door-because it has the weight of a nightmare. You don't know what's out there, yet you know you'll open it. You'll think what I think: No one bad ever knocks. Gillian Flynn fear doors thinking
