Gillian Flynn Quotes

He thought I’d be his best reporter, said I had a surprising mind. In my two years on the job I’d consistently fallen short of expectations.

He turns around, and when he sees me standing there, he looks scared. That’s something useful. Because I’m not going to let him go. He may think he was lying when he said all those nice things to lure...

He was a good man, she said, dullness with an obligatory injection of empathy. No, he wasn’t, I said, and she laughed like she clearly hadn’t in a month.

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. Marybeth

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.

He’d have to work to make me comfortable here, and he doesn’t want to do that. He wants to enjoy himself.

His fingers tugged at the towel. I held tight to it, hard as a dishrag on my breasts, and shook my head.What's this? he whispered into my ear.This is the unforgiving light of morning, I whispered back...

I always feel sad for the girl that I was,

I always feel sad for the girl that i was, because it never occurred to me that my mother might comfort me.

I am not okay. I will be okay, but right now I am not okay. I want my husband to put his arms around me, to console me, to baby me a little bit. Just for a second. Inside

I am not okay. I will be okay, but right now I am not okay. I want my husband to put his arms around me, to console me, to baby me a little bit. Just for a second.

I am penniless and on the run. How fucking noir.

I blame my mother. A child weaned on poison considers harm a comfort.

I can't recall a single amazing thing I have seen firsthand that I didn't immediately reference to a movie or a TV show. A fucking commercial. You know the awful singsong of the blasé: Seeeen it. I've...

I can’t recall a single amazing thing I have seen firsthand that I didn’t immediately reference to a movie or TV show.

I could feel the night hanging on me like a soft, damp bedgown

I don’t even want to ask,’ he said. ‘You two are the most fucked-up people I have ever met, and I specialize in fucked-up people.

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. I agree, Katie said. I didn’t really become a...

I don’t want her to kill you. I mean, someday you burn her grilled cheese, and the next thing you know, my phone’s ringing and you’ve taken an awful fall from the roof or some shit. Leave.

I felt hollowed out. My mom's death was not useful. I felt a shot of rage at her, and then imagined those last bloody moments in the house, when she realized it had gone wrong, when Debby lay dying, a...