“The way he talked sounded part Yankee, part foreign, like one of those friendly Irish policeman in the old movies: "Ouch, mind… — Barbara Kingsolver Copy Share Image
“She whirled around and threw the spatula, not missing my head by all that wide of a margin. I was shocked, not… — Barbara Kingsolver Copy Share Image
“Oh, whatever would I do without my child-progeny sister to tell me what to do." "Prodigy," I corrected.” — Barbara Kingsolver Copy Share Image
“Which makes you wonder, are they really speaking real words or do little kids just start out naturally understanding each other before… — 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
“He had a white beard and twinkly blue eyes, and all in all gave the impression of what Santa Claus would look… — 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
