Memories do not always soften with time; some grow edges like knives.
BARBARA KINGSOLVERWhat I want is so simple I almost can’t say it: elementary kindness.
More Barbara Kingsolver Quotes
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Last time I talked to her she didn’t sound like herself. She’s depressed. It’s awful what happens when people run out of money. They start thinking they’re no good.
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The truth needs so little rehearsal.
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From the fallen tree everybody makes firewood.
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A writer’s occupational hazard: I think of eavesdropping as minding my business.
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Anybody can get worked up, if they have the intention. It’s peacefulness that is hard to come by on purpose.
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He needs to go rub his soul against life.
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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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I could never work out whether we were to view religion as a life-insurance policy or a life sentence.
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I prefer to remain anomalous.
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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.
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There were two things about Mama. One is she always expected the best out of me. And the other is that then no matter what I did, whatever I came home with, she acted like it was the moon I had just hung up in the sky and plugged in all the stars. Like I was that good.
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Your dreams, what you hope for and all that, it’s not separate from your life. It grows right up out of it.
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If you want sweet dreams, you’ve got to live a sweet life.
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Growing food was the first activity that gave us enough prosperity to stay in one place, form complex social groups, tell our stories, and build our cities.
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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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