Barbara Kingsolver - The Poisonwood Bible (1998)

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The arrogance of the able-bodied is staggering. Yes, maybe we'd like to be able to get places quickly, and carry things in both hands but only because we have to keep up with the rest of you... We would rather be just like us, and have that be all right.

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But I've swallowed my pride before, that's for sure. I'm practically lined with my mistakes on the inside like a bad-wallpapered bathroom.

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He warned Mother not to flout God's Will by expecting too much of us. "Sending a girl to college is like pouring water in your shoes,' he still loves to say, as often as possible. 'It's hard to say which is worse, seeing it run out and waste the water, or seeing it hold in and wreck the shoes.

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There is a strange moment in time, after something horrible happens, when you know it's true, but you haven't told anyone yet.

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Listen: being dead is not worse than being alive. It is different, though. You could say the view is larger.

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How is it right to slip free of an old skin and walk away from the scene of the crime? We came, we saw, we took away and we left behind, we must be allowed our anguish and our regrets.

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I know people. Most have no earthly notion of the price of a snow-white conscience.

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Poor Congo, barefoot bride of men who took her jewels and promised the Kingdom.

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The substance of grief is not imaginary. It's as real as rope or the absence of air, and like both those things, it can kill.

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Oh, mercy. If it catches you in the wrong frame of mind, the King James Bible can make you want to drink poison in no uncertain terms.

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Maybe he's been in Africa so long he has forgotten that we Christians have our own system of marriage, and it is called Monotony.

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In exchange for his first taste of powdered milk, Pascal showed me a tree we could climb to find a bird's nest. After we handled and examined the pink-skinned baby birds, he popped one of them into his mouth like a jujube. It seemed to please him a lot. He offered a baby bird to me, pantomiming that I should eat it. I understood perfectly well what he meant, but I refused. He did not seem disappointed to have to eat the whole brood himself.

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Pure and unblemished souls must taste very bland, with an aftertaste of bitterness.

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Our childhood had passed over into history overnight. The transition was unnoticed by anyone but ourselves.

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You see mother, you had no life of your own. They have no idea. One has only a life of one's own.

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I look at my four boys, who are the colors of silt, loam, dust, and clay, an infinite palette for children of their own, and I understand that time erases whiteness altogether.

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Misunderstanding is my cornerstone. It's everyone's, come to think of it. Illusions mistaken for truth are the pavement under our feet. They are what we call civilization.

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He was my father. I own half his genes, and all of his history. Believe this: the mistakes are part of the story. I am born of a man who believed he could tell nothing but the truth, while he set down for all time the Poisonwood Bible.

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A wife is the earth itself, changing hands, bearing scars.

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Friends, there is nothing like your own family to make you appreciate strangers!

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Poor Africa. No other continent has endured such an unspeakably bizarre combination of foreign thievery and foreign goodwill.

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The death of something living is the price of our own survival, and we pay it again and again. We have no choice. It is the one solemn promise every life on earth is born and bound to keep.

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Listen. Slide the weight from your shoulders and move forward. You are afraid you might forget, but you never will. You will forgive and remember.

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We came from Bethlehem, Georgia bearing Betty Crocker cake mixes into the jungle.

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It's frightening when things you love appear suddenly changed from what you have always known.

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I stir in bed and the memories rise out of me like a buzz of flies from a carcass. I crave to be rid of them...

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On the day I swore to uphold the Hippocratic oath, the small hairs on the back of my neck stood up as I waited for lightning to strike. Who was I, vowing calmly among all these necktied young men to steal life out of nature's jaws, every old time we got half a chance and a paycheck?... I could not accept the contract: that every child born human upon this earth comes with a guarantee of perfect health and old age clutched in its small fist.

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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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Because I could not stop for death he kindly stopped for me, or paused at least to strike a glancing blow with his sky-blue mouth as he passed.

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I've seen how you can't learn anything when you're trying to look like the smartest person in the room.

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