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| 135410e | The important thing isn't the house. It's the ability to make it. You carry that in your brain and in your hands, wherever you go. 'We're like coyotes,' he said. 'Get to a good place, turn around three times in the grass, and you're home. Once you know how, you can always do that, no matter what. You won't forget. | Barbara Kingsolver | ||
| f60b9f3 | He would have no inkling of the great slog of effort that tied up people like her in the day-to-day. | Barbara Kingsolver | ||
| 1c94e53 | But other people fast or walk long pilgrimages to honor the spirit of what they believe makes our world whole and lovely. If we gardeners can, in the same spirit, put our heels to the shovel, kneel before a trench holding tender roots, and then wait three years for an edible incarnation of the spring equinox, who's to make the call between ridiculous and reverent? | Barbara Kingsolver | ||
| 9300f6e | He's not from here, that's the thing," Cub said. "Just because he's the outsider, he has no say? Should we not read books, then, or listen to nobody outside this county? Where's that going to leave us?" | Barbara Kingsolver | ||
| 215d3f5 | Finally Cub said, "They don't call it global weirding." "I know. But I think that's actually the idea." Cub shook his head. "Weather is the Lord's business." | Barbara Kingsolver | ||
| 687aa63 | the blossom of our family, like one of those miraculous fruit trees that taps into an invisible vein of nurture and bears radiant bushels of plums while the trees around it merely go on living. | Barbara Kingsolver | ||
| 7603c83 | I knew Rome was burning, but I had just enough water to scrub the floors, so I did what I could. | Barbara Kingsolver | ||
| 66a489b | Some of life's greatest calls were answered not by the head but by the body. | head | Barbara Kingsolver | |
| 7082d82 | There's nothing like living as a refugee in one's own country to turn a generous soul into a hard little fist. | Barbara Kingsolver | ||
| b4e6a63 | Every one of us is called upon, probably many times, to start a new life. A frightening diagnosis, a marriage, a move, loss of a job... And onward full tilt we go, pitched and wrecked and absurdly resolute, driven in spite of everything to make good on a new shore. To be hopeful, to embrace one possibility after another... Crying out: High tide! Time to move out into the glorious debris. Time to take this life for what it is. | Barbara Kingsolver | ||
| 7165bca | This is what it means to be very slow: every story you would like to tell has already ended before you can open your mouth. | Barbara Kingsolver | ||
| ebe3674 | Really it was her mother she'd wanted to call right after the bad news, or in the middle of it, while Mr. Petrofaccio was blowing his nose. First thing in the morning, last thing at night, whenever a fight with Tig left her in pieces, it had been her mother who put Willa back together. When someone mattered like that, you didn't lose her at death. You lost her as you kept living. | Barbara Kingsolver | ||
| cbd1ef1 | His confidence was enviable and maddening. Most of the time she didn't want him to solve or contradict her worries, she just needed him to listen and agree with her on the awfulness at hand. This was a principle of marriage she'd explained many times. | Barbara Kingsolver | ||
| 16b3768 | Beautiful people liked to claim looks didn't matter, while throwing that currency around like novice bank robbers. | Barbara Kingsolver | ||
| 3462f64 | Outside in the sun the Holy Mother stood on her pedestal in the garden, sorry but unsympathetic. The usual position of mothers. | mothers sympathy the-lacuna | Barbara Kingsolver | |
| 867079d | When men want to kiss you they act like they are just on the brink of doing something that's going to change the whole wide world. | Barbara Kingsolver | ||
| 4cb9973 | The Middle East and North Africa are almost out of water. Asia's underwater. Syria is dystopian, Somalia, Bangladesh, dystopian. Everybody's getting weather that never happened before. Melting permafrost means we've got like, a minute to turn this mess around, or else it's going to stop us. | Barbara Kingsolver | ||
| d1e8eed | He got born in the historical moment of no more free lunch. Friends will probably count more than money, because wanting too much stuff is going to be toxic. | Barbara Kingsolver | ||
| e0ca432 | According to her, if he hasn't been dead twenty years, he isn't history. | Barbara Kingsolver | ||
| 19e4451 | My thoughts kept straying onto random paths...hoping to get lost in a thicket. | Barbara Kingsolver | ||
| 215d1ef | The purpose of art is to elevate the spirit or to pay a surgeon's bill. Or both. It can help a person remember or forget. | Barbara Kingsolver | ||
| ceefb54 | I walked through the valley of my fate, is all, and learned to love what I could lose. | Barbara Kingsolver | ||
| 5304329 | Maybe he's been in Africa so long he has forgotten that we Christians have our own system of marriage, and it is called Monotony. If I'd known what marriage was going to be like, well, heck, I probably would have tied all those hope-chest linens together into a rope and hung myself from a tree! | Barbara Kingsolver | ||
| 9415c42 | It was his habit, when he rewrote anything, to shed himself of all earlier versions. He kept a clean house. | Barbara Kingsolver | ||
| c298f24 | The sloped desert plain that lay between us and the city was like a palm stretched out for a fortuneteller to read, with its mounds and hillocks, its life lines and heart lines of dry stream beds. | Barbara Kingsolver | ||
| aa6917c | Have you heard the songs they sing here in Kilanga?" he asked. "They're very worshipful. It's a grand way to begin a church service, singing a Congolese hymn to the rainfall on the seed yams. It's quite easy to move from there to the parable of the mustard seed. Many parts of the Bible make good sense here, if only you change a few words." He laughed. "And a lot of whole chapters, sure, you just have to throw away." "Well, it's every bit Go.. | religion religion-and-philosophy spirituality | Barbara Kingsolver | |
| deb5128 | I suppose it is in our nature," she said finally. "When men fear the loss of what they know, they will follow any tyrant who promises to restore the old order." "If that is our nature, then nature is madness. These are more dangerous times than we ever have known." | Barbara Kingsolver | ||
| c792c07 | I am telling you what I'm telling you. Don't try to make life a mathematics problem with yourself in the center and everything coming out equal. When you are good, bad things can still happen. And if you are bad, you can still be lucky. | Barbara Kingsolver | ||
| 16c411a | When you do not speak, other people presume you to be deaf or feeble-minded and promptly make a show of their own limitations. | Barbara Kingsolver | ||
| a2fdba6 | As a dinner guest I gratefully eat just about anything that's set before me, because graciousness among friends is dearer to me than any other agenda. | friendship graciousness guest hospitality meals sharing | Barbara Kingsolver | |
| 6e55f12 | Sorry to tell you, but that's a very old chestnut. My mother used to say when God slams a door on you, he opens a window.' Tig gave this two seconds of respectful consideration before rejecting it. 'No, that's not the same. I'm saying when God slams a door on you it's probably a shitstorm. You're going to end up in rubble. But it's okay because without all that crap overhead, you're standing in the daylight.' 'Without a roof over your head.. | climate-change end-of-the-world generation-gap god homeless opportunity optimism shelter unsheltered | Barbara Kingsolver | |
| cd3ed68 | When I'm in a blue mood, I head for the kitchen. I turn the pages of my favorite cookbooks, summoning the prospective joyful noise of a shared meal. I stand over a bubbling soup, close my eyes, and inhale. From the ground up, everything about nourishment steadies my soul. | Barbara Kingsolver | ||
| b0f5759 | The spiraling flights of moths appear haphazard only because of the mechanisms of olfactory tracking are so different from our own. Using binocular vision, we judge the location of an object by comparing the images from two eyes and tracking directly toward the stimulus. But for species relying on the sense of smell, the organism compares points in space, moves in the direction of the greater concentration, then compares two more points suc.. | moth movement olfactory sight | Barbara Kingsolver | |
| 05759cb | Dear Lord, please lift me up and heal me. Cast out of my mind all thoughts that are not of You. Cast out of me all harsh and critical nature. Cast out of me all violence and all anger. Cast out of me all demons from my past. For I would be made new. I wish to walk so close to You that we might be as one. | Marianne Williamson | ||
| fa61226 | On Becoming Who You Are Wherever you've been, and whatever you've done so far, your entire life was building up to this moment. Now is the time to burst forth into your greatness, a greatness you could never have achieved without going through exactly the things you've gone through. Everything you've experienced was grist for the mill by which you have become who you are. As low as you might have descended, in God there are no limits to how.. | Marianne Williamson | ||
| d2ebd7e | Our suffering does not make us weak; only our avoidance of suffering makes us weak. And that avoidance--the avoidance of legitimate suffering--is unfortunately bolstered by the cultural attitudes of a society obsessed with cheap and easy happiness. | Marianne Williamson | ||
| 3495c71 | Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. | Marianne Williamson | ||
| e81c393 | It's all right if this part of your journey is not pleasant. Part of your repatterning is learning to be with unpleasantness in a healthy way. The mature and sober person knows that on some days things simply feel rotten, and that is okay. You are learning to move through distress by simply being with it, without the need to overeat or to act out in any other way. | Marianne Williamson | ||
| e003b3e | The heart's transformation is not attained through the mind--it's attained through surrender, authenticity, forgiveness, faith, honesty, acceptance, vulnerability, humility, willingness, nonjudgment, and other characterological values that have to be learned and relearned continuously. | Marianne Williamson | ||
| 34ede8f | But a spiritual fever, like a physical fever, actually has a productive function: it burns up disease. Think of your pain as a feverish burning up of fear. As you heal physically, extreme fever can lead to delirium. And as you heal spiritually, your fever can lead to delirium as well--a quiet delirium of the soul. But this too shall pass. | Marianne Williamson | ||
| 8de270b | Every cell of my being is radiant with my love for You. May my earthly self align with this, May my human heart stop beating so wildly. May I remember, dear God, that I live in Your mind and I belong in Your arms. | Marianne Williamson | ||
| cc8ab36 | Life gets mighty precious when there's less of it to waste. | Marianne Williamson | ||
| 6e13f6f | It's nothing more than a mental habit to idealize another time, another condition, another reality. It is simply a way to avoid the reality of our lives right now. And in avoiding the reality of our present circumstances, we avoid the miracles they offer. Everyone does it because that's the way the ego mind works. But we can stare down this self-defeating habit and cultivate a truer perspective: that wherever we are is the perfect place, an.. | Marianne Williamson | ||
| b43c067 | Make room for love and it always comes. Make a nest for love and it always settles. Make a home for the beloved and he will find his way there. --Marianne Williamson, A Woman's Worth | Katherine Woodward Thomas |