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Households that have lost the soul of cooking from their routines may not know what they are missing: the song of a stir-fry sizzle, the small talk of clinking measuring spoons, the yeasty scent of rising dough, the painting of flavors onto a pizza before it slides into the oven.

Barbara Kingsolver

Good fiction creates empathy. A novel takes you somewhere and asks you to look through the eyes of another person, to live another life.
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Empathy Eye Looks
Alice wonders if other women in the middle of the night have begun to resent their Formica.
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Middle Night Wonder
The most important part of a story is the piece of it you don’t know.
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Important Pieces Stories
Feeling that morality has nothing to do with the way you use the resources of the world is an idea that can’t persist much longer. If it does, then we won’t.
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Environmental Feelings Ideas
Eaters must understand, how we eat determines how the world is used.
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Determine Used World
When moral superiority combines with billowing ignorance, they fill up a hot-air balloon that’s awfully hard not to poke.
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Air Hot Ignorance
Close the door. Write with no one looking over your shoulder. Don’t try to figure out what other people want to hear from you; figure out what you have to say. It’s the one and only thing you have to offer.
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Alone Being Life Writing
I grew up aware of all the people I depended on and who depended on me.
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Grew Grew Up People
A writer’s occupational hazard: I think of eavesdropping as minding my business.
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Busybodies Hazards Thinking
Prayer had always struck me as more or less a glorified attempt at a business transaction.
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Prayer Transactions
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
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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Airplane Staring Steps
Households that have lost the soul of cooking from their routines may not know what they are missing: the song of a stir-fry sizzle, the small talk of clinking measuring spoons, the yeasty scent of rising dough, the painting of flavors onto a pizza before it slides into the oven.
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Animal Song Vegetables
Vengeance does not subtract any numbers from the equation of murder; it only adds them.
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Doe Numbers Revenge
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
I personally am inclined to approach [housework] the way governments treat dissent: ignore it until it revolts.
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Government Treats Way

Households that have lost the soul of cooking from their routines may not know what they are missing: the song of a stir-fry sizzle, the small talk of clinking measuring spoons, the yeasty scent of rising dough, the painting of flavors onto a pizza before it slides into the oven.

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Households that have lost the soul of cooking from their routines may not know what they are missing: the song of a stir-fry sizzle, the small talk of clinking measuring spoons, the yeasty scent of rising dough, the painting of flavors onto a pizza before it slides into the oven.

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