Oh, whatever would I do without my child-progeny sister to tell me what to do.Prodigy, I corrected.
If the Lord hasn't got a boyfriend lined up for me to marry, that's his business.
How can we presume to uplift the life of the working man, if we don't respect his work?
Mother says I never practiced anything but always watched Leah, letting her make the mistakes for both of us, until I was ready to do it myself with acceptable precision. Mother is kind to me, probabl...
Every family's its own trip to China.
Listen. To live is to be marked. To live is to change, to acquire the words of a story, and that is the only celebration we mortals really know. In perfect stillness, frankly, I've only found sorrow.
Even the vendors sitting on stools around the periphery work steadily at connection, nodding at potential buyers, like a sewing machine prodding its needle into the cloth.
The power is in the balance: we are our injuries, as much as we are our successes.
Tall and straight I may appear, but I will always be Ada inside. A crooked little person trying to tell the truth. The power is in the balance: we are our injuries, as much as we are our successes
Value is not made of money, but a tender balance of expectation and longing.
From my earliest memory, times of crisis seemed to end up with women in the kitchen preparing food for men.
Chivalry wasn’t dead, it’s just that men didn’t own all the horses anymore, and women of Helene’s ilk didn’t need that kind of rescue.
WOMEN ON THEIR OWN RUN in Alice’s family. This dawns on her with the unkindness of a heart attack and she sits up in bed to get a closer look at her thoughts, which have collected above her in the dar...
Something like that is as bad or as good as a telephone ringing in the night: either way, you’re not as alone as you think.
Be not forgetful to entertain strangers, for thereby some have entertained angels unawares.
The most remarkable feature of human culture is its capacity to reach beyond the self and encompass the collective good; yet,
It's what you do that makes your soul not the other way around.
I stir in bed and the memories rise out of me like a buzz of flies from a carcass.
Don Enrique says a full moon pulls up the highest tides of the month, at midday and midnight. And it pulls them down to their lowest ebb when it is rising or setting. So says a man in a frock coat and...
I think maybe it is true that the idle mind is the Devil's workshop.
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