People want to believe they know other people. Parents want to believe they know their kids. Wives want to believe they know their husbands.

Gillian Flynn, Gone Girl

I was thankful they let me know I was still in their trust, the husband under a wispy cloud of suspicion. Or do I fool myself to use the word wispy?

Gone Girl, Gillian Flynn

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

Gillian Flynn, Gone Girl

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

Gillian Flynn, Gone Girl

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

Gillian Flynn, Gone Girl

When I think of my wife, I always think of her head.

Gillian Flynn, Gone Girl

But Dick had come away for his soul’s sake, and he began thinking about that. He had lost himself—he could not tell the hour when, or the day or the week, or the month or the year.

F. Scott Fitzgerald, Tender is the Night