Barbara Kingsolver Quotes

But approaching mealtimes as a creative opportunity, rather than a chore, is an option.

But children robbed of love will dwell on magic.

But his kind will always lose in the end. I know this, and now I know why. Whether it's wife or nation they occupy, their mistake is the same: they stand still, and their stake moves underneath them.....

But kids don’t stay with you if you do it right. It’s one job where, the better you are, the more surely you won’t be needed in the long run.

But luck is just throwing dice.

But mother wanted to consume me like food. I needed my won room. I needed books, and for the first time in my life I needed schoolmasters who would tell me each day what to think about.

But the pill did nothing, probably expired like everything else on the premises.

But we've all ended up giving body and soul to Africa, one way or another. Even Adah, who's becoming an expert in tropical epidemiology and strange new viruses. Each of us got our heart buried in six...

Dellarobia watched the void of this man where once there had been wonder, and she despaired of her future. In such a short time he had relieved her of a lifetime of illusions, and already she missed t...

Doesn't the Federal Farm bill help out all these poor farmers?No. It used to, but ever since its inception just after the Depression, the Federal Farm Bill has slowly been altered by agribusiness lobb...

Emelina set a cup of tea in front of me. I picked it up and let the steam touch my eyelids, realizing that what I needed most at that moment was to lie in bed with someone who was fond of every inch o...

Engineered genes don’t play by the rules that have organized life for three billion years (or, if you prefer, 4,004). And in this case, winning means loser takes all.

Eros, eyesore.

Every Man has the Right to make a Kite from his Pants.

Everything you're sure is right can be wrong in another place.

Finally Cub said, They don't call it global weirding.I know. But I think that's actually the idea.Cub shook his head. Weather is the Lord's business.

Food culture in the United States has long been cast as the property of a privileged class. It is nothing of the kind. Culture is the property of a species.

For a long time he frowned at the brick path that lay between himself and the bird, and then he let go of the wall. He took one step and then more, buoyed up by some impossible antigravity. After two...

From what he could see she had the legs of a much younger woman. Certainly not what he would have expected in the way of legs.

God speaks for the silent man.