Gillian Flynn Quotes

He is learning to love me unconditionally, under all my conditions. I think we are finally on our way to happiness. I have finally figured it out.

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.

The children in the woods play wild, secret games.

Imagine the jacket copr: People behaved mostly well and then they died.

If she's sad or upset or angry, she needs to be alone-she fears a man dismissing her womanly tears.

La gente hace lo que se supone que debe hacer y después espera a que los colmes con tu aprecio; son como los empleados de las tiendas de yogur helado que dejan vasos sobre la barra para que eches la p...

I have a meanness inside me, real as an organ.

I don’t think my father’s issue was with my mother in particular. He just didn’t like women. He thought they were stupid, inconsequential, irritating. That dumb bitch. It was his favorite phrase for a...

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.

People always were , they always wanted to know, what kind of women gets slaughtered by her own son?

This is unacceptable … no more coffee, thanks

In Amma’s snideness, I caught a whiff of desperation and righteousness. Like she’d whined at breakfast: I wish I’d be murdered. Amma didn’t want anyone to get more attention than her. Certainly not gi...

Wear this, don't wear that. Do this chore now and do this chore when you get a chance and by that I mean now. And definitely, definitely give up the things you love fro me, so I will have proof that y...

Do you understand this is serious?I understand you think it's serious.

Don’t screw up, you are Amazing Amy. Our only one. There is an unfair responsibility that comes with being an only child—you grow up knowing you aren’t allowed to disappoint, you’re not even allowed t...

Nothing to it but to do it, nothing to it but to do it.

I have a meanness inside of me, real as an organ.

Plus, there was Amma and her mysterious friendliness toward me. I hated to admit it, but I was becoming obsessed with the girl.

I must do better at adoring him like I used to. Nick responds to adoration. I just wish it felt more equal. My brain is so busy with Nick thoughts, it's a swarm inside my head: Nicknicknicknicknick! A...

Well, there are all kinds of men, and you are the wrong kind.