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I lost a child, " she said, meeting Lusa's eyes directly. "I thought I wouldn't live through it. But you do. You learn to love the place somebody leaves behind for you.Barbara Kingsolver
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How pointless life could be, what a foolish business of inventing things to love, just so you could dread losing them.Barbara Kingsolver
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Every quiet step is thunder to beetle life underfoot.Barbara Kingsolver
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Solitude is a human presumption. Every quiet step is thunder to beetle life underfoot, a tug of impalpable thread on the web pulling mate to mate and predator to prey, a beginning or an end.Barbara Kingsolver