If we can’t, as artists, improve on real life, we should put down our pencils and go bake bread.
BARBARA KINGSOLVERMaybe life doesn’t get any better than this, or any worse, and what we get is just what we’re willing to find: small wonders, where they grow.
More Barbara Kingsolver Quotes
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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.
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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 grew up aware of all the people I depended on and who depended on me.
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You think you’re the foreigner here, and I’m the American, and I just look the other way while the President or somebody sends down this and that . . . to torture people with. But nobody asked my permission, okay? Sometimes I feel like I’m a foreigner, too.
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Once you start cooking, one thing leads to another. A new recipe is as exciting as a blind date. A new ingredient, heaven help me, is an intoxicating affair.
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High fashion has the shelf life of potato salad. And when past its prime, it is similarly deadly.
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The moth settled onto the curtain and sat still. It was an astonishing creature, with black and white wings patterned in geometric shapes, scarlet underwings, and a fat white body with black spots running down it like a snowman’s coal buttons.
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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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People read books to escape the uncertainties of life.
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the conspicuous consumption of limited resources has yet to be accepted widely as a spiritual error, or even bad manners
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…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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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.
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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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I don’t understand how any good art could fail to be political.
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Life proceeds, it enrages. The untouched ones spend their luck without a thought, believing they deserve it.
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