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“At the time, I thought my life couldn’t get any worse. Here’s some advice: Don’t ever think that.”
― Barbara Kingsolver, Demon Copperhead

“She glimpsed that same craving in Jenny Fisk—an ask, for suffering. It was the scariest thing about being a woman. It was hardwired, ageless, the part that knew you could have the good without the hurt, but it wouldn’t be nearly as exquisite.”
― Danya Kukafka, Notes on an Execution

“Sister love was like food, or air, or memory itself. It was molecular. The very stuff of her.”
― Danya Kukafka, Notes on an Execution

“I felt the kindliness of the moss, which is all over everywhere once you get out of the made world. God’s flooring. All the kinds, pillowy, pin-cushiony, shag carpet. Gray sticks of moss with red heads like matchsticks. Some tiny dead part of me woke up to the moss and said, Man. Where you been.”
― Barbara Kingsolver, Demon Copperhead