I did not want to think about people. I wanted the trees, the scents and colors, the shifting shadows of the wood, which spoke a language I understood. I wished I could simply disappear in it, live like a bird or a fox through the winter, and leave the things I had glimpsed to resolve themselves without me. Patricia A. McKillip
About This Quote

Jane Smiley’s novel “A Thousand Acres” is a wonderful story about a farm and the woman who lives on it. The book is a powerful exploration of what it means to be a woman, how society tells us what we should be and the ways we must fight against those expectations. In this quote, she captures the essence of what it means to be a woman in a man’s world. Perhaps the greatest glory in living lies not in never falling, but in rising every time we fall.

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