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Write a nonfiction book, and be prepared for the legion of readers who are going to doubt your fact. But write a novel, and get ready for the world to assume every word is true.

Barbara Kingsolver

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
There is no perfect time to write. There is only now.
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Perfect Time Writing
Codi: Gives you the willies, doesn’t it? The thought of raising kids in a place where the front yard ends in a two-hundred-foot drop? [referring to cliff dwellings] Loyd: No worse than raising up kids where the front yard ends in a freeway.
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Civilization Kids Two
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
School is about two parts ABCs to fifty parts Where Do I Stand in the Great Pecking Order of Humankind.
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Education Order School
Nothing to do with nature, unless you count human nature.
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Day Diagonal Human Nature
organization is the religion of the single parent.
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Insuperable Organization Parent Single
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.
BARBARA KINGSOLVER

Dream Inspiring Running
Sadness is more or less like a head cold – with patience, it passes. Depression is like cancer.
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Cancer Depression Sadness
There are some who’d hardly lift a finger for kindness, but they would haul up a load of rock to dump on some soul they think’s been too lucky.
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Kindness Rocks Thinking
Parenting is something that happens mostly while you’re thinking of something else.
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Else Happensm Something Thinking
The talkers are rising above the thinkers.
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Rise Above Rising Talking
What you lose in blindness is the space around you, the place where you are, and without that you might not exist. You could be nowhere at all.
BARBARA KINGSOLVER

might Reality Space
A person could spend most of a lifetime in retrospective terror, thinking of all the things one nearly didn’t do.
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Lifetime Terror Thinking
Oh, mercy. If it catches you in the wrong frame of mind, the King James Bible can make you want to drink poison in no uncertain terms.
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Kings Mind Poison
The loudest sound on earth, she thought, is a man with nothing to do.
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Earth Men Sound
If you never stepped on anybody’s toes, you never been for a walk.
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Tact Toes Walks
The thing is, it’s my own fault. I just can’t put up with a person that won’t go out of his way for me. And that’s what a man is. Somebody that won’t go out of his way for you. I bet it says that in the dictionary.
BARBARA KINGSOLVER

Fault Men Way
We’re surrounded by mandates, and I believe that literature should be mandate-free. I feel very strongly about that.
BARBARA KINGSOLVER

Believe Literature Should
Every betrayal contains a perfect moment, a coin stamped heads or tails with salvation on the other side.
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Betrayal Heads Perfect Tails
Our house is like an empty cigarette packet, lying around reminding you what’s not in it.
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Empty House Lying
Write a nonfiction book, and be prepared for the legion of readers who are going to doubt your fact. But write a novel, and get ready for the world to assume every word is true.
BARBARA KINGSOLVER

Book Doubt Writing
It’s what you do that makes your soul.
BARBARA KINGSOLVER

Dream Rabbits Soul
…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.
BARBARA KINGSOLVER

Heart Summer Wings
That 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.
BARBARA KINGSOLVER

Hands Rain Strong
Now, see, that’s why you want Internet friends. You can find people just exactly like you. Screw your neighbors and your family, too messy…the trouble is, once you filter out everybody that doesn’t agree with you, all that’s left is maybe this one retired surfer guy living in Idaho.
BARBARA KINGSOLVER

Guy Idaho Like Neighbor People
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

Write a nonfiction book, and be prepared for the legion of readers who are going to doubt your fact. But write a novel, and get ready for the world to assume every word is true.

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Write a nonfiction book, and be prepared for the legion of readers who are going to doubt your fact. But write a novel, and get ready for the world to assume every word is true.

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