Every one of us is called upon, perhaps 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 resol...
Eaters must understand, Wendell Berry writes, that eating takes place inescapably in the world, that it is inescapably an agricultural act, and that how we eat determines, to a considerable extent, ho...
Does a man become a revolutionary out of the belief he's entitled to joy rather than submission?
Do you know, I spent the first half of my life avoiding motherhood and tires, and now I’m counting them as blessings?
Christmas music fills our ears with tales of a Palestinian miracle birth, a generous Turkish saint whom the Dutch dressed in a red suit, and a Druid ceremonial tree…
A disappointed-looking Jesus eyed her from the wall...Look, look, her steps called out, here is a red headed sinner on the move.
You see mother, you had no life of your own. They have no idea. One has only a life of one's own.
Respecting the dignity of a spectacular food means enjoying it at its best. Europeans celebrate the short season of abundant asparagus as a form of holiday. In the Netherlands the first cutting coinci...
My future was mapped in negatives. Next year, I could be anywhere but here.
I understood that the terror of my recurring dream was not about losing just vision, but the whole of myself, whatever that was. What you lose in blindness is the space around you, the place where you...
I loved the time spent with him, but felt in some other chamber of my heart that it was time wasted. That I ought to be doing something else while there was time.
Do you think its possible to live without wanting to put your name on your paintings? To belong to a group so securely you don't need to rise above it?
About how your kids aren’t really yours, they’re just these people that you try to keep an eye on, and hope you’ll all grow up someday to like each other and still be in one piece.
A certain feeling comes from throwing your good life away, and it is one part rapture.
The minute they put down the teething ring and found the Internet, you were useless as a source of anything but shoes and a winter coat.
Mom. The permafrost is melting. Millions of acres of it.Willa tried to see a connection. And I’m just worried about my house. That’s your point?Tig shook her head. It’s so, so scary. It’s going to be...
At some point in the evening Dellarobia had stopped being amazed that Ovid had turned into someone new, and understood he had become himself, in the presence of his wife. With the sense of a great wei...
Mountains. They stand at every view, like a mother offering a blanket in which to wrap everyday life and shelter it from useless. dreads. In june they are walls of white rhodendron blossom. In autumn...