Literature is one of the few kinds of writing in the world that does not tell you what to buy, want, see, be, or believe. It’s more like conversation, raising new questions and inspiring you to answer them for yourself.
BARBARA KINGSOLVERLife proceeds, it enrages. The untouched ones spend their luck without a thought, believing they deserve it.
More Barbara Kingsolver Quotes
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The very least you can do in your life is to figure out what you hope for!
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In a world as wrong as this one, all we can do is make things as right as we can.
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You could love your crazy people, even admire them, instead of resenting that they’re not self-sufficient.
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Poetry feels like a country I visit without a passport, where I look around furtively, grab hold of something precious, and try to smuggle it back across the border. Any poem I get written down feels like contraband to me.
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Fiction and essays can create empathy for the theoretical stranger.
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Write a nonfiction book, and be prepared for the legion of readers who are going to doubt your fact. But write a novel, and get ready for the world to assume every word is true.
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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 most important part of a story is the piece of it you don’t know.
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Humans can be fairly ridiculous animals.
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It kills you to see them grow up. But I guess it would kill you quicker if they didn’t.
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A good title holds magic, some cognitive dissonance, a little grit between the teeth, but above all it is the jumping-off place into wonder.
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Wherever I am, let me never forget to distinguish want from need
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She is inhumanly alone. And then, all at once, she isn’t.
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You don’t think you’ll live past it and you don’t really. The person you were is gone. But the half of you that’s still alive wakes up one day and takes over again.
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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.
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