There were two things about Mama. One is she always expected the best out of me. And the other is that then no matter what I did, whatever I came home with, she acted like it was the moon I had just hung up in the sky and plugged in all the stars. Like I was that good.
Barbara KingsolverThat was when we smelled the rain. It was so strong it seemed like more than just a smell. When we stretched out our hands we could practically feel it rising up from the ground. I donโt know how a person could ever describe that scent.
Barbara KingsolverBitter words normally evaporate with the moisture of breath, after a quarrel. In order to become permanent, they require transcribers, reporters, complicit black hearts.
Barbara KingsolverI don't *ever* write about real people. Art is supposed to be better than that. If you want a slice of life, look out the window.
Barbara Kingsolver