Last time I talked to her she didn’t sound like herself. She’s depressed. It’s awful what happens when people run out of money. They start thinking they’re no good.
BARBARA KINGSOLVERI’m widest awake as a writer doing something new, engaged in a process I’m not sure I can finish, generating at the edge of my powers. Some people bungee jump; I write.
More Barbara Kingsolver Quotes
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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.
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She is inhumanly alone. And then, all at once, she isn’t.
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As a biologist, I can’t think of myself as anything but an animal among animals and plant.
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… Urban friends ask me how I can stand living here, ‘so far from everything?’ When I hear this question over the phone, I’m usually looking out the window at a forest, a running creek, and a vegetable garden, thinking: Define everything.
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A flower is a plant’s way of making love.
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The power is in the balance: we are our injuries, as much as we are our successes.
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Insomnia’s different,” I said. It was hard to explain this to people. “You know the light that comes on when you open the refrigerator door? Just imagine it stays on all the time, even after you close the door. That’s what it’s like in my head. The light stays on.
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This is how Americans think. You believe that if something terrible happens to someone, they must have deserved it.
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The average food item on a U.S. grocery shelf has traveled farther than most families go on their annual vacations.
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I did it to win love, and to prove myself capable. Not to move mountains. In my opinions, mountains don’t move. They only look changed when you look down on them from great height.
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My worst nightmare is being stuck somewhere with nothing to read.
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I’m widest awake as a writer doing something new, engaged in a process I’m not sure I can finish, generating at the edge of my powers. Some people bungee jump; I write.
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There are some who’d hardly lift a finger for kindness, but they would haul up a load of rock to dump on some soul they think’s been too lucky.
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Alice wonders if other women in the middle of the night have begun to resent their Formica.
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Because I could not stop for death he kindly stopped for me, or paused at least to strike a glancing blow with his sky-blue mouth as he passed.
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