From my earliest memory, times of crisis seemed to end up with women in the kitchen preparing food for men.
BARBARA KINGSOLVERThere are days when I am envious of my hens: when I hunger for a purpose as perfect and sure as a single daily egg.
More Barbara Kingsolver Quotes
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Wars and elections are both too big and too small to matter in the long run. The daily work – that goes on, it adds up.
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She kept swimming out into life because she hadn’t yet found a rock to stand on.
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It’s one thing to carry your life wherever you go. Another thing to always go looking for it somewhere else.
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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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I considered her my ally, because, like me, she was imperfect.
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Friends, there is nothing like your own family to make you appreciate strangers!
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The loudest sound on earth, she thought, is a man with nothing to do.
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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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Don’t try to make life a mathematics problem with yourself in the center and everything coming out equal. When you’re good, bad things can still happen. And if you’re bad, you can still be lucky.
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Honk if you love Jesus, text while driving if you want to meet up.
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Some of us know how we came by our fortune and some of us don’t; but we wear it all the same
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For Lou Ann, life itself was a life-threatening enterprise.
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The bad thing about small-town life is that everybody knows your business…I suppose that is my central obsession. What we owe to society, what we owe to ourselves.
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A writer’s occupational hazard: I think of eavesdropping as minding my business.
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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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