it wasn't the clothes that made this face, this woman, different. It was something behind her eyes, something in the set of her jaw--a hope or belief or conviction--that a life is not a thing unalterable....I suppose it was something like faith.
I think it's a belief that you can learn something. That's something that I really value from the upbringing I got.
In families like mine, there is no crime worse than telling the truth.
My family always spent the warm months bottling fruit for storage, which Dad said we'd need in the Days of Abomination.
There's a sense of sovereignty that comes from life on a mountain.
Forgiveness isn't just the absence of anger. I think it's also the presence of self-love, when you actually begin to value yourself.