Barbara Kingsolver
Barbara Kingsolver
Barbara Kingsolveris an American novelist, essayist and poet. She was raised in rural Kentucky and lived briefly in the Congo in her early childhood. Kingsolver earned degrees in biology at DePauw University and the University of Arizona and worked as a freelance writer before she began writing novels. Her widely known works include The Poisonwood Bible, the tale of a missionary family in the Congo, and Animal, Vegetable, Miracle, a non-fiction account of her family's attempts to eat locally...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth8 April 1955
CountryUnited States of America
A woman without a man -- a condition of 'manlessness' -- is defined as alone. But a single mother is less alone than the average housewife.
Given my own circumstances, I find that anything can turn out to belong nearly anywhere.
Our plans are small and somewhat absurd.
This will be Great Mam's last spring. Her last June apples. Her last fresh roasting ears from the garden.
My worst nightmare is being stuck somewhere with nothing to read.
The standard approach has been to pump up the dosage of chemicals ... Twenty percent of these approved-for-use pesticides are listed by the EPA as carcinogenic in humans.
Downstream is always someone else's up.
Pure and unblemished souls must taste very bland, with an aftertaste of bitterness.
Food culture in the United States has long been cast as the property of a privileged class. It is nothing of the kind. Culture is the property of a species.
Memory runs along deep, fixed channels in the brain, like electricity along its conduits; only a cataclysm can make the electrons rear up in shock and slide over into another channel. The human mind seems doomed to believe, as simply as a rooster believes, that where we are now is the only possibility
What a writer can do, what a fiction writer or a poet or an essay writer can do is re-engage people with their own humanity.
Nothing to do with nature, unless you count human nature.
Life proceeds, it enrages. The untouched ones spend their luck without a thought, believing they deserve it.
If you can't dress expensive, dress memorable.