With all due respect for the wondrous ways people have invented to amuse themselves and one another on paved surfaces, I find… — Barbara Kingsolver Copy Share Image
Once the rains abated, my father's garden thrived in the heat like an unleashed temper. — Barbara Kingsolver Copy Share Image
A flower is your cousin...Sometimes a person has got to take a life, like a chicken's or a hog's when you need… — Barbara Kingsolver Copy Share Image
“Picture a single imaginary plant, bearing throughout one season all the different vegetables we harvest…we’ll call it a vegetannual.” — Barbara Kingsolver Copy Share Image
Mexico admits you through an arched stone orifice into the tree-filled courtyard of its heart, where a dog pisses against a wall… — Barbara Kingsolver Copy Share Image
In the places that call me out, I know I'll recover my wordless childhood trust in the largeness of life and its… — Barbara Kingsolver Copy Share Image
As a biologist, I can't think of myself as anything but an animal among animals and plant. — Barbara Kingsolver Copy Share Image
“Many bright people are really in the dark about vegetable life. Biology teachers face kids in classrooms who may not even believe… — Barbara Kingsolver Copy Share Image
“Nobody had planted these flowers, I felt sure, nor harvested them either; these were works that the Lord had gone ahead and… — Barbara Kingsolver Copy Share Image
“Jesus was a more reliable backer, evidently, less likely to drink himself unconscious or get liver cancer. No wonder people chose Him as their… — Barbara Kingsolver Copy Share Image
Now I'm starting to think he wasn't supposed to be my whole life, he was just this doorway to me. — Barbara Kingsolver Copy Share Image
Cooking is 80 percent confidence, a skill best acquired starting from when the apron strings wrap around you twice. — Barbara Kingsolver Copy Share Image
“In Bobby Ogle's version of heaven everyone would wind up in one place, criminals and Muslims included.” — Barbara Kingsolver Copy Share Image
“It's what you do that makes your soul, not the other way around.” — Barbara Kingsolver Copy Share Image
“Lusa turned to Crys, her eyes shining. "That was a luna." Crys shrugged. "So?" "So? So what? You want it should sing, too?” — Barbara Kingsolver Copy Share Image
“An imperfectly remembered life is a useless treachery. Every day, more fragments of the past roll around heavily in the chambers of an empty… — Barbara Kingsolver Copy Share Image
Respecting the dignity of a spectacular food means enjoying it at its best. Europeans celebrate the short season of abundant asparagus as a form… — Barbara Kingsolver Copy Share Image
“Somehow it had come to pass that this man was her whole world, and she had failed to take his measure.” — Barbara Kingsolver Copy Share Image
After 'The Poisonwood Bible' was published, several people believed that my parents were missionaries, which could not be further from the truth. — Barbara Kingsolver Copy Share Image
