“we can choose our own endings, joy over sorrow? Or does the cruel world just give and take, give and take, while… — Eowyn Ivey Copy Share Image
“There are so many other labels people like to assign. Where am I an insider, and where am I an outsider? It… — Eowyn Ivey Outsider Copy Share Image
“...the child's arms around her, hugging her as a daughter hugs her mother. Joyfully. Spontaneously. The most beautiful of all. The most… — Eowyn Ivey Children Copy Share Image
“nothing is impossible. Take one step, and then another, and see where the path leads. Don’t think of the obstacles, only the… — Eowyn Ivey Adversity Copy Share Image
“We say we worship. A word. A man-god. A fiery mountain. But we worship only ourselves. And we are jealous gods.” — Eowyn Ivey Copy Share Image
“It would be a hard life, but it would be theirs alone. Here at the world's edge, far from everything familiar and… — Eowyn Ivey Hard life Copy Share Image
“She slid her boot soles onto the surface and nearly laughed at her own absurdity - to be careful not to slip… — Eowyn Ivey Copy Share Image
“Doubt crouched over his shoulder, ready to take him by the throat, whispering in his ear, You are an old man. An… — Eowyn Ivey Doubt Copy Share Image
“All her life she had believed in something more, in the mystery that shape-shifted at the edge of her senses. It was… — Eowyn Ivey Beautiful writing Copy Share Image
“As Jack's eyes grew accustomed to the darkness, he saw the ground covered in white and, in the light of Garrett"s lantern,… — Eowyn Ivey Snowflakes Copy Share Image
“We never know what is going to happen, do we? Life is always throwing us this way and that. That’s where the… — Eowyn Ivey Adventure Copy Share Image
“As she began to peel potatoes, he stood behind her and touched the tendrils of hair that had fallen from their clips… — Eowyn Ivey Fresh air Copy Share Image
“No warm blood in me doth glow Water in my veins doth flow Yet I'll laugh and sing and play By frosty… — Eowyn Ivey Children Copy Share Image
“Dear, sweet Mabel,” she said. “We never know what is going to happen, do we? Life is always throwing us this way… — Eowyn Ivey Adventure Copy Share Image
“Sewing was different. Mabel knew if she was patient and meticulous, if she carefully followed the lines, took each step as it… — Eowyn Ivey Life Copy Share Image
“She could not fathom the hexagonal miracle of snowflakes formed from clouds, crystallized fern and feather that tumble down to light on… — Eowyn Ivey Snowflakes Copy Share Image
“It was beautiful, Mabel knew, but it was a beauty that ripped you open and scored you clean so that you were… — Eowyn Ivey Beauty Copy Share Image
“Was it as Ada had suggested, that we can choose our own endings, joy over sorrow? Or does the cruel world just… — Eowyn Ivey Cruel world Copy Share Image
“In my old age, I see that life itself is often more fantastic and terrible than the stories we believed as children,… — Eowyn Ivey Copy Share Image
“To believe, perhaps you had to cease looking for explanations and instead hold the little thing in your hands as long as… — Eowyn Ivey Copy Share Image
“life itself is often more fantastic and terrible than the stories we believed as children, and that perhaps there is no harm… — Eowyn Ivey Children Copy Share Image
“I think there’s this tendency to lump people together, to think that all people who look like this or come from this… — Eowyn Ivey Copy Share Image
“And yet, what Ada had written about joy was entirely true. When she stands before you with her long, naked limbs and… — Eowyn Ivey Copy Share Image
“I see that life itself is often more fantastic and terrible than the stories we believed as children, and that perhaps there… — Eowyn Ivey Children Copy Share Image
“Ah, and this is the trouble with a diary. We are allowed to stand too long before its mirror and gaze at… — Eowyn Ivey Copy Share Image
“It was as if she had reached into her own pocket and discovered a small pebble, as hard as a diamond, that… — Eowyn Ivey Grief Copy Share Image
“Yet what of love? That is another, more solid thing; it is not tricked by fine lights or spirits. It is more… — Eowyn Ivey Light Copy Share Image
“He would not look away. Everywhere, even in the blackest abyss, he believed one might witness the divine. The shadows and contrast… — Eowyn Ivey Copy Share Image
“She had watched other women with infants and eventually understood what she craved: the boundless permission-no, the absolute necessity- to hold and… — Eowyn Ivey Love Copy Share Image
“Even as a boy Jack had loved the smell of the ground softening in the thaw and coming back to life. Not… — Eowyn Ivey Life Copy Share Image
“She had thought often of Ada's words about inventing new endings to stories and choosing joy over sorrow. In recent years she… — Eowyn Ivey Death and loss Copy Share Image
“...did fear drive her? Fear of the gray, not just in the strands of her hair and her wilting cheeks, but the… — Eowyn Ivey Dreams Copy Share Image
“What happened in that cold dark, when frost formed a halo in the child's straw hair and snowflake turned to flesh and… — Eowyn Ivey Children Copy Share Image
“When she slowly straightened, the land was vast before her. The sun was setting down the river, casting a cold pink hue… — Eowyn Ivey Flower Copy Share Image
“After all these years, still a spot within her fluttered at his touch, and his voice, throaty and hushed in her ear,… — Eowyn Ivey Copy Share Image
“that day I was filled with more love than I ever could have imagined. And when my hands grew cold, you didn’t… — Eowyn Ivey Copy Share Image
“When she first fell in love with Jack, she had dreamed she could fly, that on a warm, inky black night she… — Eowyn Ivey Bare feet Copy Share Image
“Through the night, the black canyon groaned & heaved & gurgled, as if we slept in the belly of a coldblooded beast.… — Eowyn Ivey Copy Share Image
“That is the excitement. We catch only glimpses, a burst of movement, a flap of wings, yet it is life itself beating… — Eowyn Ivey Excitement Copy Share Image
“But what makes the question of cultural loss the most uncomfortable, and difficult for me to address, are the inherent definitions built… — Eowyn Ivey Loss Copy Share Image
