Quotes from Gillian Flynn

Marrow-deep embarrassment, the kind that becomes part of your DNA, that changes you.

When I think of my wife, I always think of her head. The shape of it

We're on your side, but we need the truth. The only thing that makes you look bad is you holding out on us.

Se interrumpe, sé que está a punto de mentir. Es la peor sensación: cuando tienes que esperar y armarte de valor para la mentira.

As a child, I was constantly being sent on playdates with other kids—the shrinks insisted I interact with cohorts. That's what my meeting with Lyle was like: those first loose, horrible ten minutes, when the grown-ups have left, and neither kid knows what the other one wants, so you stand there, near the TV they've told you to keep off, fiddling with the antenna.

I was probably happier for those few years--pretending to be someone else--than I ever have been before or after. I can't decide what that means.

They have no harsh edges with each other, no spiny conflicts, they ride through life like conjoined jellyfish—expanding and contracting instinctively, filling each other's spaces liquidly. Making it look easy, the soul-mate thing.

The one thing I suspected about Jim Jeffreys was that he must be Christian, churchy - he had the patience and optimism of someone who thought Jesus was watching.

Wow, someone walk over your grave?

Two jobless grown-ups, we spent weeks wandering around our Brooklyn brownstone in socks and pajamas, ignoring the future, strewing unopened mail across tables and sofas, eating ice cream at ten A.M. and taking thick afternoon naps.

Whenever i see new stories about children who were killed by their own parents i think ... but how could it be? They cared enough to give this kid a name, They had a moment at least one moment when they sifted through all the possibilities and picked one specific name for their child , decided what will they call their baby . How could you kill something you cared enough to name?

gosto de regras que fazem sentido, não de regras sem lógica.

All those milk-fed, hog-fed, beef-fed early years. All those extra hormones we put in our livestock. We'll be seeing toddlers with tits before long.

She was humming something melancholy and familiar. I strained to make it out—a folk song? a lullabye?—and then realized it was the theme to M*A*S*H. Suicide is painless. I went downstairs.

Sometimes I feel it's his personal game, that he's in some sort of undeclared contest for impenetrability.

the Cool Girl. Men always say that as the defining compliment, don't they? She's a cool girl.

You'd think all women do is clean and bleed.

Here in Missouri, the women shop at Target, they make diligent, comforting meals, they laugh about how little high school Spanish they remember.

You know, all through the centuries, pathetic men have abused strong women who threaten their masculinity

I think it's fair to say I am a writer. I'm using this journal to get better: to hone my skills, to collect details and observations. To show don't tell and all that other writerly crap.

I was boozing too much, but never to the point of drunkenness, I reasoned with myself. I needed just a nip. I've always been partial to the image of liquor as lubrication—a layer of protection from all the sharp thoughts in your head.

so Cool Girl is a tattooed, bespectacled nerd who loves comics.

I like strong women' is code for 'I hate strong women.

It feels nice, after my recent series of nervous, respectful post-feminist men, to be a territory.