Danielle

“Because where are you even going to steal an apple off a tree? In this city if you're out of money you are screwed, no two ways about it.”
― Barbara Kingsolver, Demon Copperhead

“I put my face to the window so nobody would see, if I tore up. Was this me now, for life? Taking up space where people wished I wasn’t? Once on a time I was something, and then I turned, like sour milk. The dead junkie’s kid. A rotten little piece of American pie that everybody wishes could just be, you know. Removed.”
― Barbara Kingsolver, Demon Copperhead

“I think what you mean is a totally different phobia. Fear that the things you imagine will turn real.”
― Barbara Kingsolver, The Bean Trees

“There must be quite a few things a hot bath won't cure, but I don't know many of them. Whenever I'm sad I'm going to die, or so nervous I can't sleep, or in love with somebody I won't be seeing for a week, I slump down just so far and say: 'I'll go take a hot bath...' I never feel so much myself as when I'm in a hot bath.”
― Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar