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Barbara Kingsolver
By Anonym 13 Sep

Barbara Kingsolver

I stir in bed and the memories rise out of me like a buzz of flies from a carcass. I crave to be rid of them.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Barbara Kingsolver

Shoes would interfere with her conversation, for she constantly addresses the ground under her feet. Asking forgiveness. Owning, disowning, recanting, recharting a hateful course of events to make sense of her complicity. We all are, I suppose. Trying to invent our version of the story. All human odes are essentially one, "My life; what I stole from history, and how I live with it.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Barbara Kingsolver

Plants do everything animals do, but slowly. They migrate, communicate, deceive, stalk their food and, with an ostentation of styles and perfumes to put the animal kingdom to shame, they make love. It's just that catching them in flagrante delicto might require time-lapse photography.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Barbara Kingsolver

Corn syrup and added fats have been outed as major ingredients in fast food, but they hide out in packaged foods too, even presumed-innocent ones like crackers.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Barbara Kingsolver

So one time when I was working in this motel one of the toilets leaked and I had to replace the flapper ball. Here's what it said on the package; I kept it till I knew it by heart: 'Please Note. Parts are included for all installations, but no installation requires all of the parts.' That's kind of my philosophy about men. I don't think there's an installation out there that could use all my parts.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Barbara Kingsolver

...trust in Creation which is made fresh daily and doesn’t suffer in translation. This God does not work in especially mysterious ways. The sun here rises and sets at six exactly. A caterpillar becomes a butterfly. A bird raises its brood in the forest and a greenheart tree will only grow from a greenheart seed. He brings drought sometimes followed by torrential rains and if these things aren’t always what I had in mind, they aren’t my punishment either. They’re rewards, let’s say for the patience of a seed.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Barbara Kingsolver

I didn't study writing in school, I studied biology as an undergraduate and graduate student. So I think that I write fiction in the scientific way. I love invention, obviously; I love creation of character. But I do feel very rooted in the real world, even in the way that I create characters.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Barbara Kingsolver

It's surprising how much memory is built around things unnoticed at the time.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Barbara Kingsolver

I've about decided that's the main thing that separates happy people from the other people: the feeling that you're a practical item, with a use, like a sweater or a socket wrench.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Barbara Kingsolver

I lost a child," she said, meeting Lusa's eyes directly. "I thought I wouldn't live through it. But you do. You learn to love the place somebody leaves behind for you.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Barbara Kingsolver

This will be Great Mam's last spring. Her last June apples. Her last fresh roasting ears from the garden.

By Anonym 18 Sep

Barbara Kingsolver

She is too absorbed in the difficulties of being seventeen to want to hear the confusions of forty-four.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Barbara Kingsolver

Like Daniel she enteres the lions' den, but lacking Daniel's pure and unblemished soul, Ada is spiced with the flavors of vice that make for a tasty meal. Pure and unblemished souls must taste very bland, with an aftertaste of bitterness.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Barbara Kingsolver

In Bobby Ogle's version of heaven everyone would wind up in one place, criminals and Muslims included.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Barbara Kingsolver

But still, I’d be darned if I was going to be one of those Americans who stomp around Italy barking commands in ever-louder English. I was going to be one of those Americans who traversed Italy with my forehead knit in concentration, divining wordsw from their Latin roots and answering by wedging French cognates into Italian pronunciations spliced onto a standard Spanish verb conjugation.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Barbara Kingsolver

I'm of a fearsome mind to throw my arms around every living librarian who crosses my path, on behalf of the souls they never knew they saved.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Barbara Kingsolver

There is a strange moment in time, after something horrible happens, when you know it's true, but you haven't told anyone yet.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Barbara Kingsolver

When I want to take God at his word exactly, I take a peep out the window at His creation. Because that, darling, He makes fresh for us everyday.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Barbara Kingsolver

Sometimes I still have American dreams. I mean literally. I see microwave ovens and exercise machines and grocery store shelves with 30 brands of shampoo, and I look at these things oddly, in my dream. I stand and think, "What is all this for? What is the hunger that drives this need?" I think it's fear. Codi, I hope you won't be hurt by this, but I don't think I'll ever be going back. I don't think I can.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Barbara Kingsolver

It's tough to break yourself as news to a town that already knows you.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Barbara Kingsolver

A breeze shook rain out of new leaves onto their hair, but in their pursuit of eternity they never noticed the chill.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Barbara Kingsolver

A person could spend most of a lifetime in retrospective terror, thinking of all the things one nearly didn't do.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Barbara Kingsolver

He had senile dementia and liked to go outside naked, but he could still do two things perfectly: win at checkers and write out prescriptions.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Barbara Kingsolver

organization is the religion of the single parent.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Barbara Kingsolver

there are people who read my work and accuse me of being political! As far as I'm concerned that's like accusing a dog of having a bark!

By Anonym 14 Sep

Barbara Kingsolver

Scientific illiteracy in our populations is leaving too many of us unprepared to discuss or understand much of the damage we are wreaking on our atmosphere, our habitat, and even the food that enters our mouths.

By Anonym 18 Sep

Barbara Kingsolver

That would be Axelroot all over, to turn up with an extra wife or two claiming that's how they do it here. Maybe he's been in Africa so long he's forgotten that we Christians have our own system of marriage, and it's called Monotony.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Barbara Kingsolver

If I had to give up my life for anything, it would have to have the resilience of hope, the elation of new literacy, the brilliant life of a field of flowers, the elementary kindness of bread. Nothing short of that. It would have to be something as sure as love.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Barbara Kingsolver

Bears and wolves are our fairy-tale archenemies, and in these tales we teach our children only, and always, to kill them, rather than to tiptoe past and let them sleep. Maybe that's why I'm comforted by the image of a small child curled in the embrace of a mother bear. We need new bear and wolf tales for our times, since so many of our old ones seem to be doing us no good. Now we're finding that it takes our every effort of will and imagination to pull back, to stop in our tracks as hunger and hunted, to halt our habit of killing, before every kind of life we know arrives at the brink of extinction.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Barbara Kingsolver

If it crosses your mind that water running through hundreds of miles of open ditch in a desert will evaporate and end up full of concentrated salts and muck, then let me just tell you, that kind of negative thinking will never get you elected to public office in the state of Arizona. When this giant new tap turned on, developers drew up plans to roll pink stucco subdivisions across the desert in all directions. The rest of us were supposed to rejoice as the new flow rushed into our pipes, even as the city warned us this water was kind of special. They said it was okay to drink but don't put it in an aquarium because it would kill the fish. Drink it we did, then, filled our coffee makers too, and mixed our children's juice concentrate with fluid that would gag a guppy. Oh, America the Beautiful, where are our standards?

By Anonym 19 Sep

Barbara Kingsolver

The urge to lie is produced by the contradictions in our lives. We are made to declare love for our country, while it tramples our rights and dignity.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Barbara Kingsolver

Wars and elections are both too big and too small to matter in the long run. The daily work - that goes on, it adds up.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Barbara Kingsolver

Few people know so clearly what they want. Most people can't even think what to hope for when they throw a penny in a fountain.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Barbara Kingsolver

That was when we smelled the rain. It was so strong it seemed like more than just a smell. When we stretched out our hands we could practically feel it rising up from the ground. I don’t know how a person could ever describe that scent.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Barbara Kingsolver

Independence is a complex word in a foreign tongue. To resist occupation, whether you're a nation or merely a woman, you must understand the language of your enemy. Conquest and liberation and democrac and divorce are words that mean squat, basically, when you have hungry children and clothes to get out on the line and it looks like rain.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Barbara Kingsolver

Be careful what you give children, for sooner or later you are sure to get it back.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Barbara Kingsolver

A mother's body remembers her babies--the folds of soft flesh, the softly furred scalp against her nose. Each child has its own entreaties to body and soul. It's the last one, though, that overtakes you. I can't dare say I loved the others less, but my first three were all babies at once, and motherhood dismayed me entirely. . . . That's how it is with the firstborn, no matter what kind of mother you are--rich, poor, frazzled half to death or sweetly content. A first child is your own best food forward, and how you do cheer those little feet as they strike out. You examine every turn of flesh for precocity, and crow it to the world. But the last one: the baby who trails her scent like a flag of surrender through your life when there will be no more coming after--oh, that's love by a different name. She is the babe you hold in your arms for an hour after she's gone to sleep. If you put her down in the crib, she might wake up changed and fly away. So instead you rock by the window, drinking the light from her skin, breathing her exhaled dreams. Your heart bays to the double crescent moons of closed lashes on her cheeks. She's the one you can't put down.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Barbara Kingsolver

Perhaps growing up meant we put our knives away and feigned ignorance of the damage.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Barbara Kingsolver

It kills you to see them grow up. But I guess it would kill you quicker if they didn't.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Barbara Kingsolver

I believe with all my heart in delivering on my contract with my readers. They've got plenty of other things to do, so I had better give them a reason to turn every one of these 550 pages. This is my promise: I solemnly swear I'll make you laugh out loud at least once, cry a little in private, and burn whatever you left on the stove.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Barbara Kingsolver

Every family's its own trip to China.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Barbara Kingsolver

Nothing to do with nature, unless you count human nature.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Barbara Kingsolver

Why does a person even get up in the morning? You have breakfast, you floss your teeth so you'll have healthy gums in your old age, and then you get in your car and drive down I-10 and die. Life is so stupid I can't stand it.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Barbara Kingsolver

Come to think of it, just about every tool was shaped like either a weenie or a pistol, depending on your point of view.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Barbara Kingsolver

Patriotism threatens free speech with death. It is infuriated by thoughtful hesitation, constructive criticism of our leaders and pleas for peace. It despises people of foreign birth. It has specifically blamed homosexuals, feminists and the American Civil Liberties Union. In other words, the American flag stands for intimidation, censorship, violence, bigotry, sexism, homophobia and shoving the Constitution through a paper shredder. Whom are we calling terrorists here?

By Anonym 13 Sep

Barbara Kingsolver

Don’t try to make life a mathematics problem with yourself in the center and everything coming out equal. When you’re good, bad things can still happen. And if you’re bad, you can still be lucky.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Barbara Kingsolver

No matter what kind of night you're having, morning always wins.

By Anonym 17 Sep

Barbara Kingsolver

Oh, it's a fine and useless enterprise, trying to fix destiny. That trail leads straight back to the time before we ever lived, and into that deep well it's easy to cast curses like stones on our ancestors. But that's nothing more than cursing ourselves and all that made us. Had I not married a preacher named Nathan Price, my particular children would never have seen the light of this world. I walked through the valley of my fate, is all, and learned to love what I could lose

By Anonym 13 Sep

Barbara Kingsolver

A mother's body remembers her babies-the folds of soft flesh, the softly furred scalp against her nose. Each child has it's own entreaties to body and soul.

By Anonym 20 Sep

Barbara Kingsolver

Willa was confounded. Millennials she thought she knew: the overmothered cyborgs helplessly sunk in their virtual worlds. From what planet came this new, slightly feral tribe of fixers, makers, and barterers, she had no idea.