Every few weeks I get a letter from Léopoldville, which holds me on track. My heart races when I see the long blue envelope in a sister's hand, delivered to me under her sleeve as if a man himself were inside. And, oh, he is! Still sweet and bitter and wise and, best of all, still alive. I squeal, I can't help it, and run outside to the courtyard to taste him in private like a cat with a stolen pullet. I lean my face against the cool wall and kiss its old stones in praise of captivity, because it's only my being here and his being in prison that saves us both for another chance at each other.
Barbara KingsolverMots clés love
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I can think of no honorable answer. Why must some of us deliberate between brands of toothpaste, while others deliberate between damp dirt and bone dust to quiet the fire of an empty stomach lining? There is nothing about the United States I can really explain to this child of another world.
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That night marks my life's dark center, the moment when growing up ended and the long downward slope toward death began. The wonder to me now is that I thought myself worth saving...I reached out and clung for life with my good left hand like a claw, grasping at moving legs to raise myself from the dirt. Desperate to save myself in a river of people saving themselves. And if they chanced to look down and see me struggling underneath them, they saw that even the crooked girl believed her own life was precious. That is what it means to be a beast in the kingdom.
Barbara Kingsolverour best task is to move forward without insisting others slide backward.
Barbara KingsolverAt some point in the evening Dellarobia had stopped being amazed that Ovid had turned into someone new, and understood he had become himself, in the presence of his wife. With the sense of a great weight settling, she recognized marriage. Not the precarious risk she's balanced for years against forbidden fruits, something easily lost in a brittle moment by flying away or jumping a train to ride off on someone else's steam. She was not about to lose it. She'd never had it.
Barbara KingsolverHe could construct defeat from any available material and live inside it, but for once Dellarobia didn't go there with him. She was going ahead.
Barbara KingsolverLet's go take a walk down to the blue hole. You need to look at some water.
Barbara KingsolverMots clés calming-the-mind
everything else is in motion while God does not move at all. God sits still, perfectly at rest, the silver dollar at the bottom of the well, the question.
Barbara KingsolverYou never knew which split second might be the zigzag bolt dividing all that went before from the everything that comes next.
Barbara KingsolverI almost never respect men. They're like flowers -- all show, a lot of color and lust. You pick them and throw them on the ground.
Barbara KingsolverMots clés men
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