The very least you can do in your life is to figure out what you hope for. And the most you can do is live inside that hope. Not admire it from a distance but live right in it, under its roof.
BARBARA KINGSOLVER…our best task is to move forward without insisting others slide backward.
More Barbara Kingsolver Quotes
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The artist deals with what cannot be said in words. The novelist says in words what cannot be said in words.
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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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Maybe life doesn’t get any better than this, or any worse, and what we get is just what we’re willing to find: small wonders, where they grow.
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The most important part of a story is the piece of it you don’t know.
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They all attended Hester’s church, which Dellarobia viewed as a complicated pyramid scheme of moral debt and credit resting ultimately on the shoulders of the Lord, but rife with middle managers.
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In the long run, most of us spend about fifteen minutes total in the entanglements of passion, and the rest of our days looking back on it, humming the tune.
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I’ve seen how you can’t learn anything when you’re trying to look like the smartest person in the room.
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You know things are bad when a woman without any legs and who recently lost two of her own kids feels sorry for you.
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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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Every life is different because you passed this way and touched history.
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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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Honk if you love Jesus, text while driving if you want to meet up.
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Now I’m starting to think he wasn’t supposed to be my whole life, he was just this doorway to me.
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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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Insomnia’s different,” I said. It was hard to explain this to people. “You know the light that comes on when you open the refrigerator door? Just imagine it stays on all the time, even after you close the door. That’s what it’s like in my head. The light stays on.
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