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.
BARBARA KINGSOLVERYou never knew which split second might be the zigzag bolt dividing all that went before from the everything that comes next.
More Barbara Kingsolver Quotes
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Every betrayal contains a perfect moment, a coin stamped heads or tails with salvation on the other side.
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I don’t understand how any good art could fail to be political.
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Humans can be fairly ridiculous animals.
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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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Memory is a complicated thing, a relative to truth, but not its twin.
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It is harrowing for me to try to teach 20-year-old students, who earnestly want to improve their writing. The best I can think to tell them is: Quit smoking, and observe posted speed limits. This will improve your odds of getting old enough to be wise.
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The bad thing about small-town life is that everybody knows your business…I suppose that is my central obsession. What we owe to society, what we owe to ourselves.
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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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Height isn’t something you can have and just let be, like nice teeth or naturally curly hair. People have this idea you have to put it to use, playing basketball, for example, or observing the weather up there. If you are a girl, they feel a particular need to point your height out to you, as if you might not have noticed.
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It’s frightening when things you love appear suddenly changed from what you have always known.
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How pointless life could be, what a foolish business of inventing things to love, just so you could dread losing them.
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I rarely think of poetry as something I make happen; it is more accurate to say that it happens to me. Like a summer storm, a house afire, or the coincidence of both on the same day.
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Your dreams, what you hope for and all that, it’s not separate from your life. It grows right up out of it.
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There are days when I am envious of my hens: when I hunger for a purpose as perfect and sure as a single daily egg.
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What I want is so simple I almost can’t say it: elementary kindness.
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