There was a roaring in my ears and I lost track of what they were saying. I believe it was the physical manifestation of unbearable grief.
BARBARA KINGSOLVERYou see mother, you had no life of your own. They have no idea. One has only a life of one’s own.
More Barbara Kingsolver Quotes
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Every time I step onto an airplane, I turn to the right and take a good, hard stare into the maw of the engine. I don’t know what I’m looking for. I just do it.
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School is about two parts ABCs to fifty parts Where Do I Stand in the Great Pecking Order of Humankind.
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Cooking is 80 percent confidence, a skill best acquired starting from when the apron strings wrap around you twice.
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To think is not always to see.
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…our best task is to move forward without insisting others slide backward.
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The substance of grief is not imaginary. It’s as real as rope or the absence of air, and like both those things, it can kill.
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My worst nightmare is being stuck somewhere with nothing to read.
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Hope is a renewable option: If you run out of it at the end of the day, you get to start over in the morning.
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Some of us know how we came by our fortune and some of us don’t; but we wear it all the same
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It’s a great freedom to give up on love, and get on with everything else.
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Libraries are the one American institution you shouldn’t rip off.
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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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Sleeping alone seemed unnatural to me, and pitiful, something done in hospitals or when you’re contagious.
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As long as I kept moving, my grief streamed out behind me like a swimmer’s long hair in water. I knew the weight was there but it didn’t touch me. Only when I stopped did the slick, dark stuff of it come floating around my face, catching my arms and throat till I began to drown. So I just didn’t stop.
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Sadness is more or less like a head cold – with patience, it passes. Depression is like cancer.
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