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From the fallen tree everybody makes firewood.

Barbara Kingsolver

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.
BARBARA KINGSOLVER

Alone Being Life Writing
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
A flower is a plant’s way of making love.
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Flower Making Love Way
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.
BARBARA KINGSOLVER

Air Both Grief Real Thing
Eaters must understand, how we eat determines how the world is used.
BARBARA KINGSOLVER

Determine Used World
Don’t wait for the muse. She has a lousy work ethic. Writers just write.
BARBARA KINGSOLVER

Ethics Waiting Work Writing
Every life is different because you passed this way and touched history… Listen being dead is not worse than being alive. It is different though. You could say the view is larger.
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Alive Different Views
I live in a rural part of Virginia surrounded by farms and farmers.
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Farmers Farms Virginia
Stop a minute, right where you are. Relax your shoulders, shake your head and spine like a dog shaking off cold water. Tell that imperious voice in your head to be still.
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Dog Voice Water
Everything truly important is washable.
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Housework Important
Our childhood had passed over into history overnight. The transition was unnoticed by anyone but ourselves.
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Childhood Transition Unnoticed
I grew up aware of all the people I depended on and who depended on me.
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Grew Grew Up People
Like kids who only ever get socks for Christmas, but still believe with all their hearts in Santa.
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Believe Heart Kids
Sleeping alone seemed unnatural to me, and pitiful, something done in hospitals or when you’re contagious.
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Contagious Done Sleep
Memories do not always soften with time; some grow edges like knives.
BARBARA KINGSOLVER

Knives Memories Novelist
We agreed with him in principal – we were little scientists, born and bred. But children robbed of love will dwell on magic.
BARBARA KINGSOLVER

Children Littles Magic

From the fallen tree everybody makes firewood.

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