Maybe. The trouble with anger is, it gets hold of you. And then you aren’t the master of yourself anymore. Anger is.
Lina had never seen anyone so disorganized as the doctor. She peeked into the medicine room once when the doctor was out and was amazed at the clutter in there-shelves and cupboards and tables piled w...
He found his aunt in the kitchen, and he grabbed her by the waist of her pants
Goats and oxen, pulling carts in from the fields, left their big, smelly plops all over.
Full to the brim with hope and love and joy, she watched the little light bulb shining like a promise in the night.
Crystal didn’t like delays. She was a fast-moving, efficient person, and when her way was blocked, she became very tense and spoke with her lips in two hard lines.
Clearly not all these people who said that God spoke to them heard the same thing. All the fighting nations said God was on their side. How could God be on everyone's side?
Down the stone steps to the windswept beach, her raven tresses flowing out behind her. She scanned the empty sands, and when she saw no sign of Blaine, a great cry of anguish escaped her lips. She cou...
Blotches of blood looked more like a soupspoon than an R. Several people told him angrily to be quiet.
What are those?
The trouble with anger is, it gets hold of you. And then you aren't the master of yourself anymore. Anger is.
The main thing is to pay attention. Pay close attention to everything, noticewhat no one else notices. Then you'll know what no one else knows, andthat's always useful.
Somehow she had done wrong by trying to do right.
She could not understand why this world, which was so full of beauty and wonder, had to also be so full of horrors.
Poppy was now almost well. She still slept more than usual, but when she wasn't sleeping she tromped around the doctor's house pulling spoons off the table and spilling cups of water and crumpling pag...
Nickie didn’t like listening to him because his voice always sounded too smooth.
Love is love, seems to me. As long as what you love isn't armed robbery, or bombing airplanes, or kidnapping little children. -Crystal
Lina loved her little sister so much that it was like an ache under her ribs.
Lina liked going to the market plaza. It was always alive with people and animals, and the market had things she'd never seen before-sandals made of old truck tires, hats and baskets woven of straw.
I don’t think there’s such a thing as an easy life. There’s always going to be hard work, and there will always be misfortunes we can’t control lurking out at the edges—storms, sickness, wolves. But t...