Gillian Flynn Quotes

I think that’s what it is, that it’s all happened at once, so I have the emotional bends.

That is the correct grammar, you know: her husband and me.

Maybe that is what I like best about him, the way he makes me. Not makes me feel, just makes me.

That's how screwed up you are, I thought. Your idea of adulthood still comes from picturebooks.

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.

Tiene algo de perturbador, evocar un recuerdo cálido y que te deje completamente frío.

Supongo que para eso están los maridos. Para señalar lo que no somos capaces de ver por nosotras mismas, incluso aunque hagan falta cinco años.

I was not a lovable child, and I’d grown into a deeply unlovable adult. Draw a picture of my soul, and it’d be a scribble with fangs.

La mayoría de las cosas buenas y hermosas son llevadas a cabo por mujeres menospreciadas por la mayoría.

Cameras flashed. I turned away and saw spots. It was surreal. That’s what people always say to describe moments that are merely unusual. I thought: You have no fucking idea what surreal is. My hangove...

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 misera...

Don’t be a scared, dickless boy all your life, letting people push you around, letting people bring up the fear in you.

I feel very sad about those girls, I said, but it sounded artificial, like a beauty contestant pledging world peace. I did feel sad, but articulating it seemed cheap to me.

People want passion. People want a sense of purpose.

Should I remove my soul before I come inside?

Sick and sicker and sickest. What was real and what was fake? Was Amma really sick and needing my mother’s medicine, or was the medicine what was making Amma sick? Did her blue pill make me vomit, or...

My husband is the most loyal man on the planet until he’s not.

Go sat quietly, the orange of the streetlight creating a rock-star halo around her profile. This is going to be a real test for you, Nick, she murmured, not looking at me. You’ve always had trouble wi...

Para Amy, o amor era como drogas, álcool e pornografia: não havia limite. Cada exposiçao precisava ser mais intensa que a última para alcançar o mesmo resultado.

Sometimes it feels good to fuck with something. Instead of always being fucked with.