My life is a pitiful, mechanical thing without a past, like a little wind-up car, ready to run in any direction someone… — Barbara Kingsolver Copy Share Image
Something in me was always watching life from the outside, permanently obsessed with the notion of belonging vs. not-belonging [to a group].… — Barbara Kingsolver Copy Share Image
“The tunnel of winter had settled over our lives, ushered in by that great official Hoodwink, the end of daylight saving time.… — Barbara Kingsolver Copy Share Image
How pointless life could be, what a foolish business of inventing things to love, just so you could dread losing them. — Barbara Kingsolver Copy Share Image
Wars and elections are both too big and too small to matter in the long run. The daily work - that goes… — Barbara Kingsolver Copy Share Image
When we traded homemaking for careers, we were implicitly promised economic independence and worldly influence. But a devil of a bargain it… — Barbara Kingsolver Copy Share Image
“The difference is an objective phenomenon of soil science; what we call "soil" is a community of living, mostly microscopic organisms in… — Barbara Kingsolver Copy Share Image
“We would not wake up from this nightmare to find out it was someone's real life, and for once that someone wasn't… — Barbara Kingsolver Copy Share Image
“A life was a life. She'd been orphaned at an age to internalize death as poor material for a joke. And likewise,… — Barbara Kingsolver Copy Share Image
What keeps you going isn't some fine destination but just the road you're on, and the fact that you know how to… — Barbara Kingsolver Copy Share Image
“She looked like Cinderella in reverse, stepped out from her life at the ball for a day of misery among the ashes.” — Barbara Kingsolver Copy Share Image
Good fiction creates empathy. A novel takes you somewhere and asks you to look through the eyes of another person, to live… — Barbara Kingsolver Copy Share Image
Small change, small wonders - these are the currency of my endurance and ultimately of my life. — Barbara Kingsolver Copy Share Image
the novel is inherently a political instrument, regardless of its subject. It invites you - more than invites you, induces you -… — Barbara Kingsolver Copy Share Image
“All that hurry can blur the truth that life is a zero-sum equation. Every minute I save will get used on something… — Barbara Kingsolver Copy Share Image
When I look out the window, I exhale a prayer of thanks for the color green, for my children's safety, for the… — Barbara Kingsolver Copy Share Image
“How can we presume to uplift the life of the working man, if we don't respect his work?” — Barbara Kingsolver Copy Share Image
“We gave up the aroma of warm bread rising, the measured pace of nurturing routines, the creative task of molding our families’… — Barbara Kingsolver Copy Share Image
“Some of life's greatest calls were answered not by the head but by the body.” — Barbara Kingsolver Copy Share Image
If you ask me, when something extraordinary shows up in your life in the middle of the night, you give it a… — Barbara Kingsolver Copy Share Image
You see mother, you had no life of your own. They have no idea. One has only a life of one's own. — Barbara Kingsolver Copy Share Image
“As I looked at her there among the pumpkins I was overcome with the color and the intesity of my life. In… — Barbara Kingsolver Copy Share Image
He was getting that look he gets, oh boy, like Here comes Moses tromping down off of Mount Syanide with ten fresh… — Barbara Kingsolver Copy Share Image
When the scope of the problem seems insuperable, isn't it time to call this one, give it up, and get on with… — 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
