A mother's body remembers her babies-the folds of soft flesh, the softly furred scalp against her nose. Each child has it's own entreaties to body and soul.
Barbara KingsolverWhat keeps you going isn't some fine destination but just the road you're on, and the fact that you know how to drive.
Barbara KingsolverAll of the promises of politicians, generals, madmen, and crusaders that war can create peace have yet to be borne out.
Barbara Kingsolver