The Poisonwood Bible
Fiction 2018. 1. 1. 19:00 |The Poisonwood Bible
by Barbara Kingsolver
“Don’t try to make life a mathematics problem with yourself in the center and everything coming out equal. When you’re good, bad things can still happen. And if you’re bad, you can still be lucky.”
“Everything you're sure is right can be wrong in another place. ”
“God doesn’t need to punish us. He just grants us a long enough life to punish ourselves.”
“I’ve seen how you can’t learn anything when you’re trying to look like the smartest person in the room.”
“I could never work out whether we were to view religion as a life-insurance policy or a life sentence. I can understand a wrathful God who'd just as soon dangle us all from a hook. And I can understand a tender, unprejudiced Jesus. But I could never quite feature the two of them living in the same house. You wind up walking on eggshells, never knowing which... is at home at the moment.”
“No other continent has endured such an unspeakably bizarre combination of foreign thievery and foreign goodwill.”
“Silence has many advantages. When you do not speak, other people presume you to be deaf or feeble-minded and promptly make a show of their own limitations.”
“Poor Congo, barefoot bride of men who took her jewels and promised the Kingdom.”
“Friends, there is nothing like your own family to make you appreciate strangers!”
“You can curse the dead or pray for them, but don't expect them to do a thing for you. They're far too interested in watching us, to see what in heaven's name we will do next.”
“But we've all ended up giving body and soul to Africa, one way or another. Even Adah, who's becoming an expert in tropical epidemiology and strange new viruses. Each of us got our heart buried in six feet of African dirt; we are all co-conspirators here. I mean, all of us, not just my family. So what do you do now? You get to find your own way to dig out a heart and shake it off and hold it up to the light again.”
“Every life is different because you passed this way and touched history.”
“Let me claim that Africa and I kept company for a while and then parted ways as if we were both party to relations with a failed outcome. Or say I was afflicted with Africa like a bout of a rare disease from which I have not managed a full recovery.”
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