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Barbara Kingsolver

"I attempted briefly to consecrate myself in the public library, believing every crack in my soul could be chinked with a book."

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"I attempted briefly to consecrate myself in the public library, believing every crack in my soul could be chinked with a book."

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"If you are still breathing, don not stop learning."

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"A library is chamber of treasures."

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"If we knew all the answers, we won't ask questions."

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"In my pursuit of historical ecology, I find the pleasure of reading history."

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"In the pages of a book, we find greatest solitude."

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"By reading, we will know the minds of great soul."

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"Getting to know who you are is the most essential information that you can find out about yourself."

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"You need to know the constituency you belong to...and that is revealed by your constituents. When your constituents are speaking in public and making of stories, your constituency can be "journalism"."

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"No one knows it all. Asking questions about the things that you don't know doesn't make you unintelligent. You don't have a million years on earth to make all the mistakes in the world and learn from them. You can learn from better informed people, and save yourself the headaches that come from making too many avoidable mistakes."

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"If chained is where you have been, your ams will always bear marks of the shackles. What you have to lose is your story, your own slant. You'll look at the scars on your arms and see mere ugliness, or you'll take great care to look away from them and see nothing. Either way, you have no words for the story of where you came from."
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Barbara Kingsolver
"A journalist's job is to collect information," Ovid said to Pete. "Nope," Pete said. "That's what we do. It's not what they do." Dellarobia was unready to be pushed out of the conversation just like that. "Then what do you think the news people drive their Jeeps all the way out here for?" "To shore up the prevailing view of their audience and sponsors." "Pete takes a dim view of his fellow humans," Ovid said. "He prefers insects. Dellarobia turned her chair halfway around to face Pete, scraping noisily against the cement floor. "You're saying people only tune in to news they know they're going to agree with?" "Bingo," said Pete."
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"How does an artist learn enough about life to fill a thimble?""Soli, I'm going to tell you. He needs to go rub his soul against life. ..."
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"People ask without wanting to know."
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"And here is the shocking plot twist: as farmers produced those extra calories, the food industry figured out how to get them into the bodies of people who didn't really want to eat 700 more calories a day."
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"When something extraordinary shows up in your life in the middle of the night, you give it a name and make it the best home you can."
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"In Bobby Ogle's version of heaven everyone would wind up in one place, criminals and Muslims included."
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"There was a roaring in my ears and I lost track of what they were saying. I believe it was the physical manifestation of unbearable grief."
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"I wonder that religion can live or die on the strength of a faint, stirring breeze. The scent trail shifts, causing the predator to miss the pounce. One god draws in the breath of life and rises; another god expires."
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"Our holiday food splurge was a small crate of tangerines, which we found ridiculously thrilling after an eight-month abstinence from citrus.... Lily hugged each one to her chest before undressing it as gently as a doll. Watching her do that as she sat cross-legged on the floor one morning in pink pajamas, with bliss lighting her cheeks, I thought: Lucky is the world, to receive this grateful child. Value is not made of money, but a tender balance of expectation and longing."
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