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You don't think you'll live past it and you don't really. The person you were is gone. But the half of you that's still alive wakes up one day and takes over again.

Barbara Kingsolver

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Barbara Kingsolver
Age: 69
Born: 1955
Born: April 8
Essayist
Novelist
Poet
Writer
Annapolis
Maryland
Stills
Still
Wakes
Persons
Grief
Person
Takes
Live
Alive
Really
Gone
Think
Half
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Root out all the to be verbs in your prose and bludgeon them until dead. No It was or they are or I am. Don't let it be, make it happen.
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My way of finding a place in this world is to write one.
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He was my father. I own half his genes, and all of his history. Believe this: the mistakes are part of the story. I am born of a man who believed he could tell nothing but the truth, while he set down for all time the Poisonwood Bible.
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My worst nightmare is being stuck somewhere with nothing to read.
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I don't look like who I am.
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From my earliest memory, times of crisis seemed to end up with women in the kitchen preparing food for men.
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What we end up calling history is a kind of knife, slicing down through time. A few people are hard enough to bend its edge. But most won't even stand close to the blade. I'm one of those. We don't bend anything.
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What keeps you going isn't some fine destination but just the road you're on, and the fact that you know how to drive.
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There is something in us that loves certain disasters and the fever of this moment and surrendering to that.
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There is a strange moment in time, after something horrible happens, when you know it's true, but you haven't told anyone yet.
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I rarely think of poetry as something I make happen it is more accurate to say that it happens to me. Like a summer storm, a house afire, or the coincidence of both on the same day.
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A breeze shook rain out of new leaves onto their hair, but in their pursuit of eternity they never noticed the chill.
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As long as I kept moving, my grief streamed out behind me like a swimmer's long hair in water. I knew the weight was there but it didn't touch me. Only when I stopped did the slick, dark stuff of it come floating around my face, catching my arms and throat till I began to drown. So I just didn't stop.
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Plants do everything animals do, but slowly. They migrate, communicate, deceive, stalk their food and, with an ostentation of styles and perfumes to put the animal kingdom to shame, they make love. It's just that catching them in flagrante delicto might require time-lapse photography.
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Prayer had always struck me as more or less a glorified attempt at a business transaction.
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Maybe life doesn't get any better than this, or any worse, and what we get is just what we're willing to find: small wonders, where they grow.
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The gods you do not pay are the ones that can curse you best.
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High fashion has the shelf life of potato salad. And when past its prime, it is similarly deadly.
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