Memories do not always soften with time; some grow edges like knives. — Barbara Kingsolver Copy Share Image
“What you hold in your hands right now, beneath these words, is consecrated air and time and sunlight and, first of all,… — Barbara Kingsolver Copy Share Image
“My future was mapped in negatives. Next year, I could be anywhere but here.” — Barbara Kingsolver Copy Share Image
There is a strange moment in time, after something horrible happens, when you know it's true, but you haven't told anyone yet. — Barbara Kingsolver Copy Share Image
When you pick up a novel from the bed side table, you put down your own life at the same time and… — Barbara Kingsolver Copy Share Image
Many of us who aren't farmers or gardeners still have some element of farm nostalgia in our family past, real or imagined:… — Barbara Kingsolver Copy Share Image
Mistakes wreck your life. But they make what you have. It's kind of all one. You know what Hester told me when… — Barbara Kingsolver Copy Share Image
Every time I step onto an airplane, I turn to the right and take a good, hard stare into the maw of… — Barbara Kingsolver Copy Share Image
I can count all the ways in which being a mother has enriched my understanding of the world, of character, my sense… — Barbara Kingsolver Copy Share Image
“Sometimes history cleaves and for one helpless moment stands still like the pause when the ax splits a log and the two… — Barbara Kingsolver Copy Share Image
“What other man, ever again, would just do as she commanded, no questions asked? She felt overwhelmed with love and loss and… — Barbara Kingsolver Copy Share Image
What we end up calling history is a kind of knife, slicing down through time. A few people are hard enough to… — Barbara Kingsolver Copy Share Image
I look at my four boys, who are the colors of silt, loam, dust, and clay, an infinite palette for children of… — Barbara Kingsolver Copy Share Image
In my own worst seasons I've come back from the colorless world of despair by forcing myself to look hard, for a… — Barbara Kingsolver Copy Share Image
Every one of us is called upon, perhaps many times, to start a new life. A frightening diagnosis, a marriage, a move,… — Barbara Kingsolver Copy Share Image
Planning complex, beautiful meals and investing one's heart and time in their preparation is the opposite of self-indulgence. Kitchen-based family gatherings are… — Barbara Kingsolver Copy Share Image
“So one time when I was working in this motel one of the toilets leaked and I had to replace the flapper… — Barbara Kingsolver Copy Share Image
“That night marks my life's dark center, the moment when growing up ended and the long downward slope toward death began. The… — Barbara Kingsolver Copy Share Image
For time and eternity there have been fathers like Nathan who simply can see no way to have a daughter but to… — Barbara Kingsolver Copy Share Image
“I took my time exploring. I savored the first minutes in a new home. Carlos would always go straight to unpacking boxes,… — Barbara Kingsolver Copy Share Image
“For the first time in her life she could see perfectly well how a person arrived on that flight path: needing an… — Barbara Kingsolver Copy Share Image
“Were the beaux less generous over time? Her assets less marketable? If she had lived to be old, would she have resided… — Barbara Kingsolver Copy Share Image
Motherhood is so sentimentalised and romanticised in our culture. It's practically against the law to say there are moments in the day… — Barbara Kingsolver Copy Share Image
Insomnia’s different,” I said. It was hard to explain this to people. “You know the light that comes on when you open… — Barbara Kingsolver Copy Share Image
“This household is like a pocketful of coins that jingled together for a time, but now have been slapped on a counter… — Barbara Kingsolver Copy Share Image
“Sometimes I've survived anger only one minute at a time, by saying to myself again and again that the best kind of… — Barbara Kingsolver Copy Share Image
I struggle with confidence, every time. I’m never completely sure I can write another book. Maybe my scope is too grand, my… — Barbara Kingsolver Copy Share Image
“It lasted just a moment, whatever that is. One held breath? An ant's afternoon? It was brief, I can promise that much,… — Barbara Kingsolver Copy Share Image
“The radio is at the root of the evil, their rule is: No silence, ever. When anything happens, the commentator has to… — Barbara Kingsolver Copy Share Image
“Emelina and I took each other in. All morning I'd felt the strange disjuncture that comes from reconnecting with your past. There's… — Barbara Kingsolver Copy Share Image
To be hopeful, to embrace one possibility after another- that is surely the basic instinct! Time to move out into the glorious… — Barbara Kingsolver Copy Share Image
Ah, the mysterious croak. Here today, gone tomorrow. It's the best reason I can think of to throw open the blinds 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
