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This is how moths speak to each other. They tell their love across the fields by scent. There is no mouth, the wrong words are impossible, either a mate is there or he is not, and if so the pair will find each other in the dark.

Barbara Kingsolver

Good fiction creates empathy. A novel takes you somewhere and asks you to look through the eyes of another person, to live another life.
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Empathy Eye Looks
The talkers are rising above the thinkers.
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Rise Above Rising Talking
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.
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Animal Love Making Photography
Every life is different because you passed this way and touched history… Listen being dead is not worse than being alive. It is different though. You could say the view is larger.
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Alive Different Views
Growing food was the first activity that gave us enough prosperity to stay in one place, form complex social groups, tell our stories, and build our cities.
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Cities Firsts Groups
Sleeping alone seemed unnatural to me, and pitiful, something done in hospitals or when you’re contagious.
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Contagious Done Sleep
It’s terrible to lose somebody, but it’s also true that some people never have anybody to lose, and I think that’s got to be so much worse.
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People Terrible Thinking
Libraries are the one American institution you shouldn’t rip off.
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Book Library Rip
Pain reaches the heart with electrical speed, but truth moves to the heart as slowly as a glacier.
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Heart Moving Pain
A flower is a plant’s way of making love.
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Flower Making Love Way
I’m not pretending to be ingenuous; I know what I’m doing.
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Knows Pretending
Parenting is something that happens mostly while you’re thinking of something else.
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Else Happensm Something Thinking
Households that have lost the soul of cooking from their routines may not know what they are missing: the song of a stir-fry sizzle, the small talk of clinking measuring spoons, the yeasty scent of rising dough, the painting of flavors onto a pizza before it slides into the oven.
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Animal Song Vegetables
To think is not always to see.
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Always Thinking Visible
I have seen women looking at jewelry ads with a misty eye and one hand resting on the heart, and I only know what they’re feeling because that’s how I read the seed catalogs in January.
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Eye Hands Heart
…prodigal summer, the season of extravagant procreation. It could wear out everything in its path with its passionate excesses, but nothing alive with wings or a heart or a seed curled into itself in the ground could resist welcoming it back when it came.
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Heart Summer Wings

This is how moths speak to each other. They tell their love across the fields by scent. There is no mouth, the wrong words are impossible, either a mate is there or he is not, and if so the pair will find each other in the dark.

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This is how moths speak to each other. They tell their love across the fields by scent. There is no mouth, the wrong words are impossible, either a mate is there or he is not, and if so the pair will find each other in the dark.

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