For if there is any single thing that everyone hopes for most dearly, it must be this: that the youngest outlive the oldest.
Barbara KingsolverHe was getting that look he gets, oh boy, like Here comes Moses tromping down off of Mount Syanide with ten fresh ways to wreck your life.
Barbara KingsolverLast 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.
Barbara KingsolverTag: self-esteem poverty depression
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.
Barbara KingsolverYour own family resemblances are a frustrating code, most easily read by those who know you least.
Barbara KingsolverTag: family appearance
She would just be catching up when I'd go again, swimming farther out into life because I still hadn't found a rock to stand on.
Barbara KingsolverMy life is a pitiful, mechanical thing without a past, like a little wind-up car, ready to run in any direction someone points me.
Barbara Kingsolver...the blossom of our family, like one of those miraculous fruit trees that taps into an invisible vein of nurture and bears radiant bushels of plums while the trees around it merely go on living.
Barbara KingsolverAs 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.
Barbara KingsolverBut the last one: the baby who trails her scent like a flag of surrender through your life when there will be no more coming after - oh, that's love by a different name. She is the babe you hold in your arms for an hour after she's gone to sleep. If you put her down in the crib, she might wake up changed and fly away. So instead you rock by the window, drinking the light from her skin, breathing her exhaled dreams. Your heart bays to the double crescent moons of closed lashes on her cheeks. She's the one you can't put down.
Barbara KingsolverTag: motherhood unconditional-love
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