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There were two things about Mama. One is she always expected the best out of me. And the other is that then no matter what I did, whatever I came home with, she acted like it was the moon I had just hung up in the sky and plugged in all the stars. Like I was that good.

Barbara Kingsolver

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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Eggs Life Perfect
It’s a great freedom to give up on love, and get on with everything else.
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Everything Freedom Give Great Love
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
Sleeping alone seemed unnatural to me, and pitiful, something done in hospitals or when you’re contagious.
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Contagious Done Sleep
The talkers are rising above the thinkers.
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Rise Above Rising Talking
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
…nothing momentous comes in this world unless it comes on the shoulders of kindness.
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Kindness Momentous Shoulder World
What I want is so simple I almost can’t say it: elementary kindness.
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Kindness Simple Want
Don’t try to figure out what other people want to hear from you; figure out what you have to say.
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Creativity People Writing
…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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Heart Summer Wings
The changes we dread most may contain our salvation.
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Change May Salvation
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.
BARBARA KINGSOLVER

Grief Past Thinking
A certain feeling comes from throwing your good life away, and it is one part rapture.
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Feeling Good Life Throwing
Every life is different because you passed this way and touched history.
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Different Life Way
We’re animals. We’re born like every other mammal and we live our whole lives around disguised animal thoughts.
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Animal Born Mammals
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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Past Real Secret

There were two things about Mama. One is she always expected the best out of me. And the other is that then no matter what I did, whatever I came home with, she acted like it was the moon I had just hung up in the sky and plugged in all the stars. Like I was that good.

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