There’s always more to a story than a body can see from the fenceline.
BARBARA KINGSOLVERThere’s always more to a story than a body can see from the fenceline.
BARBARA KINGSOLVERA writer’s occupational hazard: I think of eavesdropping as minding my business.
BARBARA KINGSOLVERMaybe life doesn’t get any better than this, or any worse, and what we get is just what we’re willing to find: small wonders, where they grow.
BARBARA KINGSOLVERIt kills you to see them grow up. But I guess it would kill you quicker if they didn’t.
BARBARA KINGSOLVERThe average food item on a U.S. grocery shelf has traveled farther than most families go on their annual vacations.
BARBARA KINGSOLVERA flower is a plant’s way of making love.
BARBARA KINGSOLVERPrayer had always struck me as more or less a glorified attempt at a business transaction.
BARBARA KINGSOLVERThere 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 KINGSOLVERDon’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.
BARBARA KINGSOLVERHeight 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.
BARBARA KINGSOLVERIt occurs to her that there is one thing about people you can never understand well enough: how entirely inside themselves they are.
BARBARA KINGSOLVERThere is no perfect time to write. There is only now.
BARBARA KINGSOLVERI’m not pretending to be ingenuous; I know what I’m doing.
BARBARA KINGSOLVERI do my best work if I think about what it is I have to offer.
BARBARA KINGSOLVERVengeance does not subtract any numbers from the equation of murder; it only adds them.
BARBARA KINGSOLVERLike kids who only ever get socks for Christmas, but still believe with all their hearts in Santa.
BARBARA KINGSOLVER