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A quality diet is not an elitist option for the do-it-yourselfer. Globally speaking, people consume more soft drinks and packaged foods as they grow more affluent; home-cooked meals of fresh ingredients are the mainstay of rural, less affluent people. This link between economic success and nutritional failure has become so widespread, it has a name: the nutrition transition.
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Barbara Kingsolver |
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Eros, eyesore.
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Barbara Kingsolver |
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3f31f3b
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Jesus was a more reliable backer, evidently, less likely to drink himself unconscious or get liver cancer. No wonder people chose Him as their number-one friend.
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Barbara Kingsolver |
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I remembered my pep talk to Esperanza a few months before, and understood just how ridiculous it was. There is no point in treating a depressed person as though she were just feeling sad, saying, There now, hang on, you'll get over it. Sadness is more or less like a head cold--with patience, it passes. Depression is like cancer.
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Barbara Kingsolver |
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748b855
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His mother had let him carry two valises: one for books, one for clothes. The clothes were a waste, outgrown instantly. He should have filled both with books.
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Barbara Kingsolver |
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It was strange to speak forthrightly, after living at Mrs. Bittle's those years: exiting the bathroom with downcast eyes, sitting at supper while old Mr. Judd piped up with his yellowed news extras. Now it seems we shared a kindred silence, restraining our smiles on hearing that Limburger has flown across the Atlantic. But maybe I contrive this, as lovers reconfigure the days before, with every glance leading ultimately to union. In any eve..
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Barbara Kingsolver |
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I'd like to ask those who favor this position if they would be willing to go to Littleton and explain to some mothers what constitutes an acceptable risk. Really. Because in a society that embraces violence, this is what "our way of life" has come to mean. The question can't be why but only "Why yours and not mine?" We have taught our children in a thousand ways, sometimes with flag-waving and sometimes with a laugh track, that the bad guy ..
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Barbara Kingsolver |
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It is possible to establish zero tolerance for murder as a solution to anything
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Barbara Kingsolver |
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nothing wondrous can come in this world unless it rests on the shoulders of kindness.
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Barbara Kingsolver |
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You can't let your heart go bad like that, like sour milk. There's always the chance you'll want to use it later.
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Barbara Kingsolver |
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I love it for what it tells me about life. I love fiction, strangely enough, for how true it is, If it can tell me something I didn't already know, or maybe suspected but never framed quite that way, or never before had sock me so divinely in the solar plexus, that was a story worth a read.
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writing
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Barbara Kingsolver |
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501d71b
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All the noise in my brain. I clamp it to the page so it will be still.
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writing
reader
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Barbara Kingsolver |
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how ridiculous it was. There is no point in treating a depressed person as though she were just feeling sad, saying, There now, hang on, you'll get over it. Sadness is more or less like a head cold--with patience, it passes. Depression is like cancer.
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Barbara Kingsolver |
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And I have no idea how to be kind to myself. Living, as a general enterprise, seems unkind beyond belief.
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Barbara Kingsolver |
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4c67f76
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Her mark on history: the female acquaintance.
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Barbara Kingsolver |
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7578580
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the help of friends I rearranged my small apartment to accommodate a grown-up baby, and warily crept each morning from a
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Barbara Kingsolver |
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Illusions mistaken for truth are the pavement under our feet
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Barbara Kingsolver |
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my books only for the dear person who lies awake reading in bed until page last, then lets the open book fall gently on her face, to touch her smile or drink her tears.
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Barbara Kingsolver |
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We gave up the aroma of warm bread rising, the measured pace of nurturing routines, the creative task of molding our families' tastes and zest for life; we received in exchange the minivan and the Lunchable.
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Barbara Kingsolver |
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I had a window seat, and in a Greyhound you're up high. You pass through the land like some rajah on an elephant looking down on your kingdom.
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Barbara Kingsolver |
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Forgive me, Dellarobia. It's a selfish habit. I never learn anything from listening to myself.
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Barbara Kingsolver |
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sweet orange Jaune Flammes, which are just the right size to slice in half, sprinkle with salt and thyme, and bake for several hours until they resemble cow flops (the recipe says "shoes," if you prefer)."
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Barbara Kingsolver |
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Geneticists have confirmed that milk-drinking adults are the exception to the norm, identifying a deviant gene on the second chromo-some that causes lactase persistence. (The gene is SNP C/T13910, if you care.)
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Barbara Kingsolver |
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I think of my canning as fast food, paid for in time up front.
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Barbara Kingsolver |
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2ed9763
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If a shipment of ground beef somehow gets contaminated with pathogens, our federal government does not have authority to recall the beef, only to request that the company issue a recall.
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Barbara Kingsolver |
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I certainly sense a bit of that when urban friends ask me how I can stand living here, "so far from everything?" (When I hear this question over the phone, I'm usually looking out the window at a forest, a running creek, and a vegetable garden, thinking: Define everything.)"
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Barbara Kingsolver |
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Every quiet step is thunder to beetle life underfoot.
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perspective
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Barbara Kingsolver |
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Emelina set a cup of tea in front of me. I picked it up and let the steam touch my eyelids, realizing that what I needed most at that moment was to lie in bed with someone who was fond of every inch of my skin.
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Barbara Kingsolver |
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She wondered if humiliation ever ran its natural course and peeled off, like a sunburn, or just kept blazing.
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Barbara Kingsolver |
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The giant beech next door intends to shiver off every hair of its pelt.
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kingsolver
lacuna
historical-fiction
méxico
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Barbara Kingsolver |
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I became determined to know a few steps more of that path every day.
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Barbara Kingsolver |
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There's people I love. But there's so many other kinds of love, too. And people act so hateful to every kind but their own.
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Barbara Kingsolver |
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He noticed the children less and less. He was hardly a father except in the vocational sense, as a potter with clay to be molded.
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Barbara Kingsolver |
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Solitude is only a human presumption. Every quiet step is thunder to beetle life underfoot; every choice is a world made new for the chosen.
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Barbara Kingsolver |
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the most remarkable feature of human culture is its capacity to reach beyond the self and encompass the collective good; yet,
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Barbara Kingsolver |
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why, he very nearly almost looked handsome. If you could ignore the telltale signs that he is a certified creep.
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Barbara Kingsolver |
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I feared not, and grew accustomed to walking alone.
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Barbara Kingsolver |
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Corn syrup and added fats have been outed as major ingredients in fast food, but they hide out in packaged foods too, even presumed-innocent ones like crackers.
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Barbara Kingsolver |
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My firstborn and my baby both tried to shed me like a husk from the start, and the twins came with a fine interior sight with which they could simply look past me at everything more interesting.
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Barbara Kingsolver |
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I stir in bed and the memories rise out of me like a buzz of flies from a carcass.
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Barbara Kingsolver |
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The tunnel of winter had settled over our lives, ushered in by that great official Hoodwink, the end of daylight saving time. Personally I would vote for one more hour of light on winter evenings instead of the sudden, extra-early blackout. Whose idea was it to jilt us this way, leaving us in cold November with our unsaved remnants of daylight petering out before the workday ends? In my childhood, as early as that, I remember observing the ..
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Barbara Kingsolver |
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The standard approach has been to pump up the dosage of chemicals ... Twenty percent of these approved-for-use pesticides are listed by the EPA as carcinogenic in humans.
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This I need to be told?" she'd snapped. As if, sitting in this kitchen where she felt the disapproving presence of his dead mother, she could forget where he'd grown up. Cole was the youngest of six children, with five sisters who'd traveled no farther than the bottom of the hollow, where Dad Widener had deeded each daughter an acre on which to build a house when she married, meanwhile saving back the remainder of the sixty-acre farm for hi..
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Barbara Kingsolver |
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But it's also true that some people never have anybody to lose, and I think that's got to be so much worse." After"
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Barbara Kingsolver |