I wish I could go visit them and talk in my own language, the English I knew before I grew thorns on my tongue.

Barbara Kingsolver

Barbara Kingsolver

Profession: Novelist
Nationality: American

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I was so depressed I stopped using hair spray for three weeks.

Natalya hugged him hard, already torn with remorse over the forces that govern this family. No, Seva, you won't be allowed to capture it, she said.

This is how we celebrate the Day of the Dead in America: by turning up our collars against the scent of earthworms calling us home.

WOMEN ON THEIR OWN RUN in Alice's family. This dawns on her with the unkindness of a heart attack and she sits up in bed to get a closer look at her thoughts, which have collected above her in the dark.

If you want sweet dreams, you've got to live a sweet life.

How strange to read of a place in a book, and then stand on it, listen to the birds sing, and spit on the cobbles if you want.

On the day of the hunt I came to know in the slick center of my bones this one thing: all animals kill to survive, and we are animals.

It occurs to her that there is one thing about people you can never understand well enough: how entirely inside themselves they are.

If you never stepped on anybody's toes, you never been for a walk.

If men only knew, modesty makes women fall in love faster than all the cock-a-doodling in the world.

Greatness is very boring.

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.

I don't know," Magda says, "Seems like that's just how it is with you and me. We're like islands on the moon.

Penitence is more attainable than permission.