Katie

“can see this ain’t what you pictured. You tell me what’s missing. What would it take to make this place feel like home?” “My bones in the ground,” I told him. “And even then, I’d just be visiting.”
― Karen Russell, The Antidote

“The story we taught our kids and dramatized with silly hats during the Founder’s Day pageant—that story was killing everything. There were cavities in Uz’s story that needed to be filled in, before a more permanent collapse occurred. We had to look at the real origins of this blowing soil, this degraded land.”
― Karen Russell, The Antidote

“Run for your life, said a deep voice inside me. It sounded so much older than I was. Older than humans, the voice from under the stones. Perhaps the angels were counseling me also, but I could not hear them over the tornado. I obeyed. I ran. To be pursued by a cloud is a terrifying experience, like trying to outrun a forest fire, a predator that could not see or hear or smell me, that would consume me without realizing it. Hunger without a body to contain it. Hunger nourishing itself with anything in its path, trees and dams and sheds and silos and entire barns.”
― Karen Russell, The Antidote

“You might go on thinking that we cats are supporting characters in your human dramas, instead of souls in four-legged bodies with our own compelling destinies. Pet is a word I have always detested. Anyone who truly loves a cat must admit that it is a love between equals- it does not fall from a great height like rain, or pity.”
― Karen Russell, The Antidote