Your dreams, what you hope for and all that, it’s not separate from your life. It grows right up out of it.
BARBARA KINGSOLVERI live in a rural part of Virginia surrounded by farms and farmers.
More Barbara Kingsolver Quotes
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Life proceeds, it enrages. The untouched ones spend their luck without a thought, believing they deserve it.
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The talkers are rising above the thinkers.
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…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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When I want to take God at his word exactly, I take a peep out the window at His creation. Because that, darling, He makes fresh for us everyday.
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I do my best work if I think about what it is I have to offer.
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Once you start cooking, one thing leads to another. A new recipe is as exciting as a blind date. A new ingredient, heaven help me, is an intoxicating affair.
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Sometimes the strength of motherhood is greater than natural laws.
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Will you explain to me why people encourage delusional behaviour in children, and medicate it in adults?
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I rarely think of poetry as something I make happen; it is more accurate to say that it happens to me. Like a summer storm, a house afire, or the coincidence of both on the same day.
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No human eye had looked at this moth before; no one would see its friends. So much detail goes unnoticed in the world.
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Literature sucks you into another psyche. So the creation of empathy necessarily influences how you’ll behave to other people.
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It occurs to her that there is one thing about people you can never understand well enough: how entirely inside themselves they are.
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I never think that anything I’m writing is bluntly political in any way. I’m not going for commentary.
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The substance of grief is not imaginary. It’s as real as rope or the absence of air, and like both those things, it can kill.
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Does a man become a revolutionary out of the belief he’s entitled to joy rather than submission?
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