Gillian Flynn Quotes

But it seems like part of your heart can never work if you don’t have kids. Like it will always be shut off.

He was not my actual father-who would have loved me and spent time with me-but a benevolent and vaguely important figure named Mr. Brown

She made pronouncements: I like ponies. I hate spaghetti. I hate you. Like her mother, she had no poker face. No poker mood. It was all right there. When she wasn’t angry or sad, she just didn’t say m...

I had no sympathy for drama queens.

I don’t mean this to sound cruel, Tish began, but it seems like part of your heart can never work if you don’t have kids. Like it will always be shut off.

There’s a difference between really loving someone and loving the idea of her.

You guys not closed?' she asked. 'We are the definition of not close.

I don’t mind, I’m the Cool Girl. Men actually think this girl exists. Maybe they’re fooled because so many women are willing to pretend to be this girl.

Aşk daha iyi bir adam olma isteği yaratır. Doğru bu, doğru. Ama belki aşk, gerçek aşk aynı zamanda olduğum adam olmama da izin veriyordur.

I hadn’t necessarily wanted to be cured. But I was out of places to write, slicing myself between my toes—bad, cry—like a junkie looking for one last vein. Vanish did it for me. I’d saved the neck, su...

What can I say about a man who knows how I think and still sleeps next to me with the lights off?

I rolled my eyes and set my head in my hands, as if it was too much for me, and it almost was.

Only Tanner Bolt could get away with making me, a client, fly to him, then tell me what kind of dance I’d need to do in order to give him my money.

What are you thinking, Amy? The question I’ve asked most often during our marriage, if not out loud, if not to the person who could answer. I suppose these questions stormcloud over every marriage: Wh...

I don’t know anyone’s name. If one of those women died, I couldn’t even say, Poor old Mrs. Zalinsky died. I’d have to say, That mean old bitch across the street bit it.

She stared at me and I could tell what she was thinking: You are a gameplayer. You are a sociopath. You are a killer.

I hate people who start their conversations with facts . What are supposed to do with that? sure is hot today ! yes it is .

My parents’ cherished heirloom looks ridiculous in the new house. But then all our New York stuff does. Our dignified elephant of a chesterfield with its matching baby ottoman sits in the living room...

One should never marry a man who doesn’t own a decent set of scissors. That would be my advice. It leads to bad things.

My parents are worried, of course, but how can I feel sorry for them, since they made me this way and then deserted me?