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Barbara Kingsolver

It’s the one thing we never quite get over: that we contain our own future.
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Get One Thing Over
In the long run, most of us spend about fifteen minutes total in the entanglements of passion, and the rest of our days looking back on it, humming the tune.
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Long Passion Running
Does a man become a revolutionary out of the belief he’s entitled to joy rather than submission?
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Joy Men Rather Submission
How strange to read of a place in a book, and then stand on it, listen to the birds sing, and spit on the cobbles if you want.
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Bird Book Want
It’s terrible to lose somebody, but it’s also true that some people never have anybody to lose, and I think that’s got to be so much worse.
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People Terrible Thinking
Insomnia’s different,” I said. It was hard to explain this to people. “You know the light that comes on when you open the refrigerator door? Just imagine it stays on all the time, even after you close the door. That’s what it’s like in my head. The light stays on.
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Doors Insomnia Light
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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Foolish Losing Loss
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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Business Know Obsession Small Suppose Town
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.
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Believe Moving Writing
Memories do not always soften with time; some grow edges like knives.
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Knives Memories Novelist
Few people know so clearly what they want. Most people can’t even think what to hope for when they throw a penny in a fountain.
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Fountain People Thinking Want
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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Life Lucky Trying
Stop a minute, right where you are. Relax your shoulders, shake your head and spine like a dog shaking off cold water. Tell that imperious voice in your head to be still.
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Dog Voice Water
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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Dark Grief Moving
Alice wonders if other women in the middle of the night have begun to resent their Formica.
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Middle Night Wonder
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.
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Believe Grief Track

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