Gillian Flynn Quotes

Fuckyoufuckyoufuckyou, I chanted,

Get all that bad stuff out, sweetheart. Don’t stop till it’s all out.

Give me a man with a little fight in him, a man who calls me on my bullshit.

Habían insistido que me quedara..., insistido con la misma urgencia con la que en otros tiempos se habían arrojado sobre el camarero para arrebatarle la cuenta de la cena: la hospitalidad entendida co...

He was verbally poking a bruise.

I am absolutely, one hundred percent sincere right now- I have your back, and I won't fuck with you.

I don't feel like Nick's wife. I don't feel like a person at all: I am something to be loaded and unloaded, like a sofa or a cuckoo clock. I am something to be tossed into a junkyard, thrown into the...

I got secretly furious, spent ten minutes just winding myself up—because at this point of our marriage, I was so used to being angry with her, it felt almost enjoyable, like gnawing on a cuticle: You...

I know it's a guy who will talk to me, he wears his cockiness like an ironic T-shirt, but it fits him better. He is the kind of guy who carries himself like he gets laid a lot, a guy who likes women,...

I like the name. Like in Breakfast at Tiffany’s and Audrey Hepburn’s cat was named Cat.’ We

I spent the rest of my day picturing how I’d kill Amy. It was all I could think of: finding a way to end her. Me smashing in Amy’s busy, busy brain. I had to give Amy her due: I may have been dozing t...

I stared back—cows are the few animals that really seem to see you.

My body was heading into a flare. I paced a bit, tried to remember how to breathe right, how to calm my skin. But it blared at me. Sometimes my scars have a mind of their own.

My story for the day was a limp sort of evil.

On a September morning, just after school started, I'd gotten Diane's .44 Magnum and held it, babylike, in my lap for hours. What an indulgence it would be, to just blow off my head, all my mean spiri...

Su cerebro es tan complejo que nunca trabaja únicamente a un nivel. Es como un yacimiento arqueológico interminable: cuando crees que has alcanzado la última capa y dejas caer el pico por última vez,...

And the Cool Girls are even more pathetic: They're not even pretending to be the woman they want to be, they're pretending to be the woman a man wants them to be.

At one point, she probably liked the idea of a daughter. When she was a girl, I bet she daydreamed of being a mother, of coddling, of licking her child like a milk-swelled cat. She has that voraciousn...

El amor hace que quieras ser un hombre mejor, vale, de acuerdo. Pero a lo mejor el amor, el verdadero amor, también te autoriza para ser simplemente el hombre que eres.

He Giving Treed me out of existence.