Feeling that morality has nothing to do with the way you use the resources of the world is an idea that can’t persist much longer. If it does, then we won’t.
BARBARA KINGSOLVERThat 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.
More Barbara Kingsolver Quotes
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If you never stepped on anybody’s toes, you never been for a walk.
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Vengeance does not subtract any numbers from the equation of murder; it only adds them.
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If you’re standing in the manure pile, it’s somebody’s job to mention the stink.
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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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To think is not always to see.
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A certain feeling comes from throwing your good life away, and it is one part rapture.
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Memories do not always soften with time; some grow edges like knives.
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It’s a great freedom to give up on love, and get on with everything else.
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It occurs to her that there is one thing about people you can never understand well enough: how entirely inside themselves they are.
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…nothing momentous comes in this world unless it comes on the shoulders of kindness.
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The happiest people are the ones with the most community.
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Value is not made of money, but a tender balance of expectation and longing.
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Thanks for this day, for all birds safe in their nests, for whatever this is, for life.
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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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Many of us who aren’t farmers or gardeners still have some element of farm nostalgia in our family past, real or imagined: a secret longing for some connection to a life where a rooster crows in the yard.
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