Top 90 Nick Flynn Quotes
#1. Water can be a symbol of purification, to stand naked before someone a sign of truth, of nothing to hide. - Nick Flynn
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#2. The only strategy I know of is to write every day, which I don't always do, because sometimes I just can't, for various reasons that seem out of my control.
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#3. It was one of the few stories we told the same way.
Gillian Flynn
#4. For years before I became a father, I would try to spend as much time as I could with my friends who were parents and their kids. And I was really impressed. They all sort of managed to do it, and do it gracefully.
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#5. Can say that?" I do want to start over with the right man, the New Nick. Things are looking bad for him, dire. Only I can save Nick from me. But I am trapped. "If you ever left here and I didn't
Gillian Flynn
#6. It doesn't matter, because I have found my match. It's Nick, laid-back and calm, smart and fun and uncomplicated. Untortured, happy. Nice. Big penis.
Gillian Flynn
#7. I get inspired by my friends, and if a friend is a writer, that is even deeper.
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#8. Read as much as you can. Write only when you feel the inner need to do so. And don't ever rush into print.
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#9. It is the emptiness of the bowl that creates the bowl
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#10. The first book I could call mine, my first book, was a picture book, 'The Magic Monkey' - it was adapted from an old Chinese legend by a thirteen-year-old prodigy named Plato Chan with the help of his sister.
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#11. Nonono, Nick,' Gilpin interrupted. He pulled a chair up to the table and sat on it backward. I wondered if cops actually did that. Or did some clever actor do that, and then cops began doing it because they'd seen the actors playing cops do that and it looked cool?
Gillian Flynn
#12. inside us, a flower taken whole,
a field built inside.
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#13. I can weep pretty easily. I can get tears in my eyes from a beautiful work of art.
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#14. In life you get one take, and it's perfect.
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#15. What you fear your whole life comes to pass. You end up living toward it, you spend your life running from it but your foot is nailed to the sidewalk. You circle around it until you wear yourself own.
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#16. My father had always identified himself as a writer to my mother when they met. When they met, he was writing this great novel, there was no doubt about it. Part of why she left him was this delusion of greatness and identifying it very directly with being an artist.
Nick Flynn
#17. Wouldn't it be so lovely to just forget about Nick, those awful five years, and move on?
Gillian Flynn
#18. Change is one of the only constants in Buddhism; as meditation became the way I breathed in the days, this became apparent.
Nick Flynn
#19. For the first few months, I was a comically inept parent. The first night home from the hospital, I held her bare body against my bare chest until a friend who was a doctor came by and asked what I was doing, and told me to put some clothes on that baby.
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#20. You come to realize people are not simple.
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#21. Memoir is actually the most egoless genre, even though it might seem ostensibly so much ego-driven. In order for it to succeed, you have to dissolve the self into these larger universal truths, and explore these deeper mysteries. If it's purely autobiographical and ego-driven, it's going to fail.
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#22. That's the thing about a book: You're in the public life for a little bit, and then you sort of go away for a little while - several years, in my case - and then you come out again, hopefully.
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#23. I'm not sure why working at a homeless shelter made sense to me, except that I needed to immerse myself in some sort of larger real-life situation to get me out of the cage of my mind, in some ways.
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#24. My father's on my radar, but most of the time I shut it off.
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#25. The attention one gets from being a poet isn't great.
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#26. That Dick Cheney is pro-torture surprises no one; he freely admits it.
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#28. We got him to talk to a psych doctor once, the doctor asked if he heard things other people don't. Sure, Paul answered, I hear birds in the morning when everyone's sleeping, I hear trees rustling when no one's around.
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#29. It's the way I walk through the world, carrying that fear, that the beloved will go, will die, and that I will be the one to blame.
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#30. Not a formidable presence, except in that madman way that drunks wield, that does-it-look-like-I-give-a-fuck-about-anything?
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#31. Even a life raft is only supposed to get you from the sinking ship back to land, you were never intended to live in the life raft, to drift years on end, in sight of land but never close enough.
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#32. His name is Nick. I love it. It makes him seem nice, and regular, which he is. When he tells me his name, I say, "Now, that's a real name." He brightens and reels off some line: "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!" He
Gillian Flynn
#33. So let everyone take sides. Team Nick, Team Amy. Turn it into even more of a game: Sell some fucking T-shirts.
Gillian Flynn
#34. Perhaps everyone has a story that could break your heart ...
Nick Flynn
#35. I've been tracking Nick's moods. Toward me. Just to make sure I'm not crazy. I've got a calendar, and I put hearts on any day Nick seems to love me again, and black squares when he doesn't.
Gillian Flynn
#36. Alcohol is the river we sit on the banks of, contemplating. Sometimes we watch ourselves float past, sometimes we watch ourselves sink.
Nick Flynn
#37. We fill the nothing with suns,
line them up,
swallow sap, swallow
field, drop by drop, each stem
a pump. Rose to rose to rose to
rose to rose to rose to rose, calyx &
anther, all summer
gone.
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#38. OUT of that moment Jesus was nailed to his cross flowed our attempts to represent it, to create a narrative that could contain it. Yet the body, hanging there, is still, simply, terrible. Caravaggio's genius was to paint Jesus with dirty feet, to bring him back down to earth.
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#39. I believe poetry has very little to do with memory.
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#40. 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
#41. Perhaps it is our fear, that in the silence between stories, in the moment of falling, the fear that we will never find the one story which will save us, and so we lunge for another, and we feel safe again, if only for as long as we are telling it.
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#42. She leaned forward on the table and said, I know we are having a tough time. I still love you so much, Nick, and I know I have a lot of things to work on. I want to be a good wife to you, and I want you to be my husband and be happy. But you need to decide what you want.
Gillian Flynn
#43. I became an electrician after high school. But I always had this thing in me to write. But it was always a little shameful. To say you were a poet was saying you were kind of crazy, and I carried that around for a long time. I still kind of carry that. And I think it might be true, actually.
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#44. I had to steel myself against this psychic devastation - to see your father on the street. It's hard enough to pick up somebody you don't know from the streets, and then to actually have other people pick your father up - it was psychically devastating.
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#45. By the time I'm nine I know the world is a dangerous place. I've heard whispers about razorblades in apples, about Charlie Manson and his family. But no one is offering any clear information.
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#46. I'd always imagined that one day I would be a father, but mostly it was off my radar. I admired friends who had somehow figured out how to cross that threshold.
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#47. I'm fast becoming the one who leaves things behind,
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#48. I walk a loop around the neighborhood, waiting for Nick to appear, to guide me back to our house. The rain spackles me gently, dampening me. I really believe Nick will come after me. I turn toward the house and see only a closed door.
Gillian Flynn
#49. IN Incognito the neuroscientist David Eagleman proposes that we are unknown to ourselves: Most of what we do and think and feel is not under our conscious control.
Nick Flynn
#50. There's this sort of male energy that we have that can seem very destructive. But it doesn't have to be. It actually can be a very positive force.
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#51. Everything we do, I'd imagine, influences everything we will do.
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#52. What I was trying to say, maybe, is that I don't know what it is I'm capable of transforming into.
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#53. Trinity Park lies directly across from the library, Trinity Church rising like a midieval thought amidst the glass and steel towers.
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#54. If you're going to write about someone's life, you don't just use them for wallpaper. You have to honor and respect that life.
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#55. Certain stories we carry with us, events in our life, they define who we are. It's not a matter of getting over anything; we have to make the best of it.
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#56. Sometimes I feel like Nick has decided on a version of me that doesn't exist.
Gillian Flynn
#57. When I was a child, writing was the worst possible choice of a career in my family. My father had always identified himself as a writer to my mother when they met. When they met, he was writing this great novel, there was no doubt about it.
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#58. To be honest, in my five years as an electrician, I never got the license.
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#59. Some part of me knew he would show up, that if I stood in one place long enough he would find me, like you're taught to do when you're lost. But they never taught us what to do if both of you are lost, and you both end up in the same place, waiting.
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#60. Aside from these infrequent outbursts he possesses the gentle demeanor that sometimes trails the newly sober, that deep acceptance that comes with realizing how badly you'd fucked up your life.
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#61. His impunity thrills me, I mistake it for fearlessness, though years later he will admit to being afraid all the time.
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#62. I have plenty of places to go, but no place to be.
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#63. 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
#64. Who doesn't want to just disappear, at some point in the day, in a year, to just step off the map and float?
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#65. I've come to believe that the function of torture in our society is not about getting information, in spite of what we might want to believe. It is merely about power. It tells the world that there is now no limit to what we will do when we feel threatened.
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#66. What I do is write, and I try to write as closely as I can into what I call 'the mystery.'
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#67. 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
#68. 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
#69. That soldiers do terrible things during wartime should not surprise us.
Nick Flynn
#70. Disclaimer:This is a work of nonfiction, but it is also full of dreams, speculations, and shadows. Many names have been changed.
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#71. I know cigarettes can kill & wonder why she wants to die.
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#72. You know the way Jesus
rips open his shirt
to show us his heart, all flaming and thorny,
the way he points to it. I'm afraid
the way I'll miss you will be this obvious.
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#73. You should have been nicer to her, Nick. You should have eaten the fucking pie.
Gillian Flynn
#74. I know cigarettes can kill & wonder why she wants to die.
Nick Flynn
#75. Nick Dunne took my pride and my dignity and my hope and my money. He took and took from me until I no longer existed. That's murder.
Gillian Flynn
#76. There are many ways to drown, only the most obvious wave their arms as they're going under.
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#77. Nick and I, we sometimes laugh, laugh out loud, at the horrible things women make their husbands do to prove their love. The pointless tasks, the myriad sacrifices, the endless small surrenders. We call these men the dancing monkeys.
Gillian Flynn
#78. Des, who brought me things I wanted (tulips, wine) to make me do the things he wanted (love him). Nick just wanted me to be happy, that's all, very pure. Maybe I mistook that for laziness.
Gillian Flynn
#79. I'm riding beside my best friend, and I tell him, in the same offhand tone my mother had used, That's my grandfather's funeral, and he looks at me as if I'm insane.
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#80. And though he knew it was only the whiskey talking, he also knew that the whiskey talked daily.
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#81. Our job as writers, as far as I can tell, is to attempt to express what seems inexpressible.
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#82. He claims not to be drinking, but I don't think he knows what this means.
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#83. Nick is like a good stiff drink: He gives everything the correct perspective.
Gillian Flynn
#84. It's every asshole's mantra: I married a psycho bitch. But I got a small, nasty bite of gratification: I really did marry a genuine, bona fide psycho bitch. Nick, meet your wife: the world's foremost mindfucker.
Gillian Flynn
#85. I was unable to throw myself in the ocean, she writes, the handwriting more erratic as the painkillers seep into every cell, shutting out lights in empty rooms.
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#86. Nick grew up with a father who never ever apologized, so when Nick feels he has screwed up he goes on offense.
Gillian Flynn
#87. Many fathers are gone. Some leave, some are left. Some return, unknown and hungry. Only the dog remembers.
Nick Flynn
#88. My gosh, Nick, why are you so wonderful to me?'
He was supposed to say: You deserve it. I love you.
But he said, 'Because I feel sorry for you.'
'Why?'
'Because every morning you have to wake up and be you.
Gillian Flynn
#89. There is a physics to the world, which non-fiction has a contract to stand in awe of, otherwise it becomes completely self-centered and ego-driven, which is the death of a memoir.
Nick Flynn
#90. My statement to Harris that his book contains much to admire is specious hyperbole. In The End of Faith, Harris rails against religious fundamentalism, which seems obvious, as well as against religious moderates, which seems intolerant.
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