It was ridiculous, at times, how many tears one body could produce.
by Aimee Bender
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In Aimee Bender's collection "The Color Master: Stories," she explores the complex emotional landscapes of her characters. One memorable quote highlights the overwhelming power of grief, portraying it as an almost absurd physical experience—"It was ridiculous, at times, how many tears one body could produce." This evokes a deep sense of empathy and the universal struggle with sorrow. Bender's writing captures the intensity of human emotions, suggesting that the act of crying can feel excessive yet entirely justified during moments of profound heartache. The stories invite readers to reflect on their own experiences with sadness, revealing how deeply intertwined our emotions are with our physical selves.

In Aimee Bender's collection "The Color Master: Stories," she explores the complex emotional landscapes of her characters. One memorable quote highlights the overwhelming power of grief, portraying it as an almost absurd physical experience—"It was ridiculous, at times, how many tears one body could produce." This evokes a deep sense of empathy and the universal struggle with sorrow.

Bender's writing captures the intensity of human emotions, suggesting that the act of crying can feel excessive yet entirely justified during moments of profound heartache. The stories invite readers to reflect on their own experiences with sadness, revealing how deeply intertwined our emotions are with our physical selves.

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