To crave and to have are as like as a thing and its shadow. For when does a berry break upon the tongue as sweetly as when one longs to taste it, and when is the taste refracted into so many hues and savors of ripeness and earth, and when do our senses know any thing so utterly as when we lack it? And here again is a foreshadowing - the world will be made whole. For to wish for a hand on one's hair is all but to feel it. So whatever we may lose, very craving gives it back to us again.
Marilynne RobinsonI got four volumes of the letters and speeches of Oliver Cromwell. He is prominent among the great unread, and treated so oddly by history that I wanted to hear his side of things.
Marilynne RobinsonIโm writing this in part to tell you that if you ever wonder what youโve done in your life, and everyone does wonder sooner or later, you have been Godโs grace to me, a miracle, something more than a miracle. You may not remember me very well at all, and it may seem to you to be no great thing to have been the good child of an old man in a shabby little town you will no doubt leave behind. If only I had the words to tell you.
Marilynne RobinsonThere is no justice in love, no proportion in it, and there need not be, because in any specific instance it is only a glimpse or parable of an embracing, incomprehensible reality. It makes no sense at all because it is the eternal breaking in on the temporal. So how could it subordinate itself to cause or consequence?
Marilynne RobinsonSomebody who had read Lila asked me, โWhy do you write about the problem of loneliness?โ I said: โItโs not a problem. Itโs a condition. Itโs a passion of a kind. Itโs not a problem. I think that people make it a problem by interpreting it that way.โโ
Marilynne Robinson