Gillian Flynn Quotes

I have a meanness inside me, real as an organ. Slit me at my belly and it might slide out, meaty and dark, drop on the floor so you could stomp on it.

Friends see most of each other’s flaws. Spouses see every awful last bit.

Dark sides are important. They should be nurtured like nasty black orchids.

The face you give the world tells the world how to treat you.

I was not a lovable child, and I'd grown into a deeply unlovable adult. Draw a picture of my soul, and it'd be a scribble with fangs.

My mother had always told her kids: if you're about to do something, and you want to know if it's a bad idea, imagine seeing it printed in the paper for all the world to see.

Love makes you want to be a better man. But maybe love, real love, also gives you permission to just be the man you are.

They always call depression the blues, but I would have been happy to waken to a periwinkle outlook. Depression to me is urine yellow, washed out, exhausted miles of weak piss.

Sleep is like a cat: It only comes to you if you ignore it.

Ironic people always dissolve when confronted with earnestness, it's their kryptonite

There’s something disturbing about recalling a warm memory and feeling utterly cold.

There's no app for a bourbon buzz on a warm day in a cool, dark bar. The world will always want a drink.

To spend a life in dreams, that sounded too lovely.

I feel like I need to give people a note with the book that says, 'I'm OK, no worries!'

I've always believed clear-eyed sobriety was for the harder hearted.

It’s humbling, to become the very thing you once mocked.

I can't think of anything more crushing than slowly, over time, realizing exactly how wrong you were about someone.

Don't be discouraged - every relationship you have is a failure, until you find the right one.

To pretend to be calm is to be calm, in a way.

There are no really new stories anymore.

It was surprising that you could spend hours in the middle of the night pretending things were OK, and know in thirty seconds of daylight that that simply wasn't so.

Give me a man with a little fight in him, a man who calls me on my bullshit. (But who also kind of likes my bullshit.)

Problems always start long before you really, really see them.

People love talking, and I have never been a huge talker. I carry on an inner monologue, but the words often don't reach my lips.

A town so suffocating and small, you tripped over people you hated every day. People who knew things about you. It's the kind of place that leaves a mark.

I have four or five ideas that just keep floating around and I want to kind of just let one - like a beautiful butterfly, let it land somewhere.

There's a difference between really loving someone and loving the idea of her.

It’s a very difficult era in which to be a person, just a real, actual person, instead of a collection of personality traits selected from an endless Automat of characters.

People say children from broken homes have it hard, but the children of charmed marriages have their own particular challenges.

Worries find you easily enough without inviting them.

The worst feeling: when you just have to wait and prepare yourself for the lie.

Ah, well, being conflicted means you can live a shallow life without copping to be a shallow person.

You drink a little too much and try a little too hard. And you go home to a cold bed and think, that was fine. And your life is a long line of fine.

I don't understand the point of being together if you're not the happiest.

Because isn’t that the point of every relationship: to be known by someone else, to be understood? He gets me. She gets me. Isn’t that the simple magic phrase?

My dad had limitations. That's what my good-hearted mom always told us. He had limitations, but he meant no harm. It was kind of her to say, but he did do harm.

Sometimes I think I won't ever feel safe until I can count my last days on one hand.

Tampon commercial, detergent commercial, maxi pad commercial, windex commercial - you'd think all women do is clean and bleed.

I was raised feral, and I mostly stayed that way.

A child weaned on poison considers harm a comfort.

To me, marriage is the ultimate mystery.

I like the discipline of writing a script. You can't go into the character's head - you have to find these creative ways to help externalize what they're thinking.

There are a million talented writers who are unpublished only because they stop writing when it gets hard.

Most beautiful, good things were done by women people scorn.

I would have done anything to feel real again.

I'd come to believe there was no food more depressing than Danish, a pastry that seemed stale upon arrival

And if all of us are play-acting, there can be no such thing as a soul mate, because we don't have genuine souls.

I'm all for whatever transitions the book properly to a movie.

Everytime people said I was pretty, I thought of everything ugly swarming beneath my clothes.

I've suffered betrayal with all five senses. For over a year.