Top 100 Gillian Flynn Quotes
#1. Obviously, my name is known now, but I don't think people generally tend to recognize authors very much. People like J. K. Rowling maybe, Gillian Flynn might be recognized, but I reckon she could walk by me on the street, and I wouldn't know who she was.
Paula Hawkins
#2. Thank you, Gillian Flynn, for quoting The Sure Thing- Nick's the kind of guy you can drink a beer with, the kind of guy who doesn't mind if you puke in his car. Nick!
Gillian Flynn
#3. You almost feel dirty for reading [Gillian Flynn's] books, like you've been forced to join your conscience with those of her morally murky protagonists.
Tarryn Fisher
#5. I wonder what it feels like to be a woman whose Christmas present must be bought in cash. Liberating.
Gillian Flynn
#6. I started on the opening page of my own book.
'I am a cheating, weak-spined, women-fearing coward, and i am the hero of your story. Because the woman I cheated on - my wife, Amy Elliott Dunne - is a sociopath and a murderer.'
Yes. I'd read that.
Gillian Flynn
#7. I'm a true-crime addict. It's not something I'm particularly proud of, but I can't stop.
Gillian Flynn
#8. Because for Amy, love was like drugs or booze or porn: There was no plateau. Each exposure needed to be more intense than the last to achieve the same result.
Gillian Flynn
#9. How predictable, how perfectly average, how amusing.
Gillian Flynn
#10. Feeling sad means having too much time on your hands, usually.
Gillian Flynn
#12. I like to think I am confident and secure and mature enough to know Nick loves me without him constantly proving it. I don't need pathetic dancing monkey
scenarios to repeat to my friends, I am content with letting him be himself.
I don't know why women find that so hard.
Gillian Flynn
#13. I rent a small brick bungalow within a loop of other small brick bungalows, all of which squat on a massive bluff overlooking the former stockyards of Kansas City. Kansas City, Missouri, not Kansas City, Kansas. There's a difference.
Gillian Flynn
#14. I have learned about bulk shopping in my four weeks as a Mississippi River resident. Republicans go to Sam's Club, Democrats go to Costco. But everyone buys bulk because - unlike Manhattanites - they all have space to store twenty-four jars of sweet pickles.
Gillian Flynn
#15. Nick's cell phone rings at ten A.M., and I can tell by his voice that it is Go. He sounds springy, boyish, the way he always does when he talks to her. The way he used to sound with me. He heads into the bedroom and shuts
Gillian Flynn
#16. But truly, it was a practical decision, a smart business move.
Gillian Flynn
#17. If you let a man cancel plans or decline to do things for you, you lose.
Gillian Flynn
#18. And I didn't realize. I didn't take into account. Just. You know, this is real to you. I mean, I know that, we know that, but we don't at the same time. We really just never will. I don't think. Totally get that. You spend so much time discussing and debating it becomes ... But. Well. I'm sorry.
Gillian Flynn
#19. 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 river, if necessary. I don't feel real anymore. I feel like I could disappear.
Gillian Flynn
#20. Every time people said I was pretty, I thought of everything ugly swarming beneath my clothes.
Gillian Flynn
#21. It was one of those moments where you saved me, you made me laugh at just the right time.
Gillian Flynn
#22. Tampon commercial, detergent commercial, maxi pad commercial, windex commercial - you'd think all women do is clean and bleed.
Gillian Flynn
#24. Those words had been the bane of my childhood, a constant reminder that nothing turned out right, not just for me but for anyone, and that's why someone had invented a saying like that. So we'd all know that we'd never have what we needed.
Gillian Flynn
#25. My dad was a man of infinite varieties of bitterness, rage, distaste. In my lifelong struggle to avoid becoming him, I'd developed an inability to demonstrate much negative emotion at all.
Gillian Flynn
#27. 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.
Gillian Flynn
#28. Everywhere felt like a jail now- doors opening and closing, and me never feeling safe.
Gillian Flynn
#29. 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.
Gillian Flynn
#30. One snowy April night, I felt so lonely. I was drinking warm amaretto with Bleecker and reading, lying on the floor as the snow came down, listening to old scratchy albums, like Nick and I used to
Gillian Flynn
#31. His life was a long line of denials, just waiting for him.
Gillian Flynn
#32. It's all too much for her, the cruelty of human beings.
Gillian Flynn
#33. Women get consumed. Not surprising, considering the sheer amount of traffic a woman's body experiences. Tampons and speculums. Cocks, fingers, vibrators and more, between the legs, from behind, in the mouth.
Gillian Flynn
#34. She'll never really let me go. She likes the game too much."
"Then stop playing it.
Gillian Flynn
#35. That have never known inhabitants, or homes that have known owners and seen them ejected, the house standing triumphantly voided, humanless.
Gillian Flynn
#36. Looking at my smarmy grin, my hooded eyes, I thought, I would hate this guy.
Gillian Flynn
#38. A lot of people lacked that gift: knowing when to fuck off.
Gillian Flynn
#39. People got such a charge from seeing their names in print. Proof of existence. I could picture a squabble of ghosts ripping through piles of newspapers. Pointing at a name on the page. See, there I am. I told you I lived. I told you I was.
Gillian Flynn
#41. Everyone has a moment where life goes off the rails.
Gillian Flynn
#42. Never go back to a man with fresh bruises. Don't give him the satisfaction,
Gillian Flynn
#43. Kissi frowned ar him, then looked at me for explanation. I widened my eyes, grimaced: the look women give each other when they're embarrassed of the men they're with.
Gillian Flynn
#44. Although watching her three children toddle to her, sleep-stained from their nap, rubbing their eyes while they make their way to Mama, little hands touching her knee or arm as if she were home base, as if they knew they were safe ... it hurts me sometimes to watch.
Gillian Flynn
#45. I just figured you'd be too proud. Self-conscious and proud. I was a rather nasty cocktail of both those traits,
Gillian Flynn
#46. So are there any asshole guys here I can start dating?' she says. 'That's, like, my pattern.
Gillian Flynn
#47. Because you can't be as in love as we were and not have it invade your bone marrow.
Gillian Flynn
#48. I do know that framing your husband for your murder is beyond the pale of what an average would do. But it's so very necessary.
Gillian Flynn
#49. That's how screwed up you are, I thought. Your idea of adulthood still comes from picturebooks.
Gillian Flynn
#50. A town so small, you tripped over people you hated every day.
Gillian Flynn
#51. And sometimes drunk women aren't raped; they just make stupid choices
and to say we deserve special treatment when we're drunk because we're women, to say we need to be looked after, I find offensive.
Gillian Flynn
#52. I think if you had a dick, all sorts of bad things would happen.
Gillian Flynn
#53. Lately, I've been leaning towards kindness.
- Camille Preaker
Gillian Flynn
#54. [She was] sitting across from us, her legs pressed together to one side, like a slash mark. Pretty/professional.
Gillian Flynn
#55. Desi has loved me ever since the lie, I know he pictures making love to me, how gentle and reassuring he would be as he plunged into me, stroking my hair. I know he pictures me crying softly as I give myself to him.
Gillian Flynn
#56. I love you forever baby, he'd said. She knew immediately then that he'd leave.
Gillian Flynn
#57. I carry on an inner monologue, but the words often don't reach my lips. She looks nice today, I'd think, but somehow it wouldn't occur to me to say it out loud.
Gillian Flynn
#59. She defines and eliminates problems. She's practical in an evil way.
Gillian Flynn
#60. If she were alive, someone would need to return her. If she were dead, nature would have to give her up.
Gillian Flynn
#61. To show don't tell and all that other writery crap. (Adopted-orphan smile, I mean, that's not bad, come on.)
Gillian Flynn
#62. Libby wasn't a big talker - Michelle and Debby seemed to hog all her words. 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 much.
Gillian Flynn
#63. It wasn't that I truly felt bad that I'd upset my mother - it was more that I hated any debits in her column.
Gillian Flynn
#64. How confusing to live in the shadow of a shadow.
Gillian Flynn
#65. Instead, she'd let it get even more overgrown and cobwebbed. We'd always joked that it would be a good place to bury a body. It couldn't be.
Gillian Flynn
#66. My sense of weightlessness, I think, comes from the fact that I know so little about my past..
Gillian Flynn
#67. It was a constant problem: too much control or no control at all.
Gillian Flynn
#68. When I take to my bed, it's good to know whether I'm sick or just lazy.
Gillian Flynn
#69. Right now, she had an almost obsessive need to get home, nest up, feel safe.
Gillian Flynn
#70. My feelings for her were veering too quickly from bitter to sweet.
Gillian Flynn
#72. Marriage is compromise and hard work,and then more hard work and communication and compromise. And then work. Abandon all hope, ye who enter.
Gillian Flynn
#73. Depression to me is urine yellow. Washed out, exhausted miles of weak piss. The
Gillian Flynn
#74. You'd be my pariah, and I'd love you no matter what, and I'd shield you from everything, Desi said.
Gillian Flynn
#75. You're here covering the murders, bad girl," Jackie continued. "Adora must hate that. Sleeping in her house with your dirty little brain. ( ... ) Course before Adora took it over, we all slept over at Joya's house with our dirty little brains. Same house, different crazy lady running it.
Gillian Flynn
#76. I felt something loosen in me, that shouldn't have loosened. A stitch come undone.
Gillian Flynn
#77. 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.
Gillian Flynn
#78. If I say I don't want to read the book, I don't want to read the book.
Gillian Flynn
#79. That's what he learned from his life so far: always aim smaller.
Gillian Flynn
#80. He has given me exactly ten Fritos and then secreted away the bag. He doesn't like the smell; it offends him, he says, but what he really doesn't like is my weight.
Gillian Flynn
#82. What do I say to a man who knows how I think and still sleeps next to me with the lights off?
Gillian Flynn
#84. I hate people who start conversations with facts - what are you supposed to do with that? Sure is hot today. Yes, it is.
Gillian Flynn
#85. The woman got shit done, and she was not one to abandon a project (say, her fixer-upper husband, for instance), even if she decided she didn't like it.
Gillian Flynn
#86. I hope you're feeling better about yourself too, Camille. That's an important thing, liking oneself. A good attitude infects just as easily as a bad one." "Enjoy the horses." "I always do.
Gillian Flynn
#88. So there it came, out of nowhere, as Rand begged for his daughter's return: a killer smile.
Gillian Flynn
#89. It was true, Ben at age two was an astonishing thing. He'd demand love outright, grab at a breast or an arm, but as soon as he had enough affection, and that came quickly, he'd go completely limp, play dead until you let him go.
Gillian Flynn
#90. Sometimes he felt like he'd been gone his whole life
in exile, away from the place he was supposed to be, and that, soldier-like, he was pining to be returned. Homesick for a place he'd never been.
Gillian Flynn
#91. To refuse has so many more consequences than submitting.
Gillian Flynn
#92. Frank Curry thinks I'm a soft touch. Might be because I'm a woman. Might be because I'm a soft touch.
Gillian Flynn
#93. I will find you, Amy.
Lovesick words, hateful intentions.
Gillian Flynn
#94. Beer or three. My nerves were still singing from the morning.
Gillian Flynn
#95. It was commonly known that Annabelle absolutely hated her husband's last name - she even crumpled up her nose when she said it. It never occurred to her that she didn't have to take it.
Gillian Flynn
#97. She blew more smoke toward me, a lazy game of cancer catch.
Gillian Flynn
#98. Sick and sicker and sickest. What was real and what was fake? Was Amma really sick and needing my mother's medicine, or was the medicine what was making Amma sick? Did her blue pill make me vomit, or did it keep me from getting more ill than I'd have been without it?
Gillian Flynn
#99. Three girls until, at last, their baby boy. As I sipped my bourbon and cracked peanuts, I pondered the growing desperation the Nashes must have felt each time a child popped out without a penis.
Gillian Flynn
#100. All of a sudden you see reading in bed and waffles on Sunday and laughing at nothing and his mouth on yours. And it's so far beyond fine that you know you can never go back to fine.
Gillian Flynn
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