I certainly sense a bit of that when urban friends ask me how I can stand living here, so far from everything? (When I hear this question over the phone, I’m usually looking out the window at a forest...
How strange to read of a place in a book, and then stand on it, listen to the birds sing, and spit on the cobbles if you want.
Here comes Moses tromping down off Mount Syanide with ten fresh ways to wreck your life.
He's not from here, that's the thing, Cub said.Just because he's the outsider, he has no say? Should we not read books, then, or listen to nobody outside this county? Where's that going to leave us?
He had a white beard and twinkly blue eyes, and all in all gave the impression of what Santa Claus would look like if he'd converted to Christian and gone without a good meal sine last Christmas.
He got born in the historical moment of no more free lunch. Friends will probably count more than money, because wanting too much stuff is going to be toxic.
He crossed his arms over the chair back and smirked his disapproval at Brother Fowles. Sir, I offer you my condolences. Personally I’ve never been troubled by any such difficulties with interpreting G...
Geneticists have confirmed that milk-drinking adults are the exception to the norm, identifying a deviant gene on the second chromo-some that causes lactase persistence. (The gene is SNP C/T13910, if...
From the fallen tree everybody makes firewood.
Forgive me, Dellarobia. It’s a selfish habit. I never learn anything from listening to myself.
For God’s sake, man, Ovid nearly shouted, the damn globe is catching fire, and the islands are drowning. The evidence is staring them in the face.
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.
Finally, cooking is good citizenship. It's the only way to get serious about putting locally raised foods into your diet, which keeps farmlands healthy and grocery money in the neighborhood.
Eyes can pierce a skull.
Everyone wants the tallest tree to fall
Every one of us is called upon, probably many times, to start a new life. A frightening diagnosis, a marriage, a move, loss of a job... And onward full tilt we go, pitched and wrecked and absurdly res...
Every betrayal contains a perfect moment, a coin stamped heads or tails with salvation on the other side.
Every Man has the Right to make a Kite from his Pants.
Estevan took off his shirt and lay back against the front of the boat, his hands clasped behind his head, exposing his smooth Mayan chest to the sun. And to me. How could he possibly have done this, i...
Enrique felt a successful man needed no imagination at all.