Come to think of it, just about every tool was shaped like either a weenie or a pistol, depending on your point of view.
Barbara KingsolverGod is frightful, God is great--you pick. I choose this: God is in the details, the completely unnecessary miracles sometimes tossed up as stars to guide us. They are the promise of good fortune in a cloudless day, and the animals in the clouds; look hard enough, and you'll see them. Don't ask if they're real.
Barbara KingsolverPoetry feels like a country I visit without a passport, where I look around furtively, grab hold of something precious, and try to smuggle it back across the border. Any poem I get written down feels like contraband to me.
Barbara KingsolverFrom my earliest memory, times of crisis seemed to end up with women in the kitchen preparing food for men.
Barbara Kingsolver