Nobody around here had ever seen a lady beekeeper till her. She liked to tell everybody that women made the best beekeepers, 'cause they have a special ability built into them to love creatures that s...
Indeed, love is everything.
I would like to be free of the part of me that dares too little and fears too much.
I heard mauma say, I don't spec to get free. The only way I'm getting free is for you to get free.
I felt half the time I was impersonating a girl instead of really being one.
I didn't know how to be in the world without her.
I could even feel how perishable all my moments really were, how all my life they had come to me begging to be lived, to be cherished even.
I climbed into the honey wagon with my hair uncombed, with May handing me buttered toast and orange juice through the window and Rosaleen sticking in thermoses of water, both of them practically runni...
God fills us with all sorts of yearnings that go against the grain of the world—but the fact those yearnings often come to nothing, well, I doubt that’s God’s doing. She cut her eyes at me and smiled....
Every girl comes into the world with varying degrees of ambition, she said, even if it’s only the hope of not belonging body and soul to her husband.
Drifting off to sleep, I thought about her. How nobody is perfect. How you just have to close your eyes and breathe out and let the puzzle of the human heart be what it is.
Did you know there are 32 names for love in one of the Eskimo language? And we just have this one. We are so limited, you have to use the same word for loving Rosaleen as you do for loving Coke with p...
Being in love and getting married, now, that's two different things. I was in love once, of course I was. Nobody should go through life without falling in love. But didn't you love him enough to marry...
At the age of eleven, I owned a slave I couldn’t free.O
At forty-two, I had never done anything that took my own breath away, and I suppose now that was part of the problem--my chronic inability to astonish myself. I promise you, no one judges me more hars...
Actually, you can be bad at something...but if you love doing it, that will be enough. - August Boatwright
Above all, send the bees love. Every little thing wants to be loved.
Aber sie sagte immer dass Frauen einfach die besseren Imkerinen seien weil ihnen die besondere Faehigkeit angeboren sei Kreaturen zu lieben die ihnen wehtun.
He felt God the same way arthritic monks felt rain coming in their joints. He felt only a hint of him.
The translucence that comes when life hardens into a bead of such cruel perfection you see it with the purest clarity. Everything suddenly there--life as it truly is, enormous, appalling, devastating....