Oh, that river of wishes, the slippery crocodile dream of it, how it might have carried my body down through all the glittering sand bars to the sea.
Barbara KingsolverLife proceeds, it enrages. The untouched ones spend their luck without a thought, believing they deserve it.
Barbara KingsolverSome of us know how we came by our fortune and some of us don't; but we wear it all the same
Barbara KingsolverLike kids who only ever get socks for Christmas, but still believe with all their hearts in Santa.
Barbara KingsolverA miscarriage is a natural and common event. All told, probably more women have lost a child from this world than haven't. Most don't mention it, and they go on from day to day as if it hadn't happened, so people imagine a woman in this situation never really knew or loved what she had. But ask her sometime: how old would your child be now? And she'll know.
Barbara Kingsolver