The past is all we know of the future.
Barbara KingsolverWhen he marched to the altar, all the women in smart hats leaned away from the aisle, their long strands of pearls all swaying to one side as if the deck of a ship listed beneath them.
Barbara Kingsolveryou can't really know the person standing before you, because always there is some missing piece
Barbara Kingsolverpenitence is more attainable than permission.
Barbara KingsolverEven the bells from the churches have a conversation, all ringing at once.
Barbara KingsolverHe needs to go rub his soul against life.
Barbara KingsolverDoes a man become a revolutionary out of the belief he's entitled to joy rather than submission?
Barbara KingsolverMemories do not always soften with time; some grow edges like knives.
Barbara KingsolverShoes, then, sliding me across the floor to greet the day. Dreaming of coffee. I’m afraid I didn’t miss the physical presence of my husband in his absences as much as I missed coffee.
Barbara KingsolverThis Forest eats itself and lives forever.
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