Quotes from Jeannine Atkins

Love's language is imprecise, fits more like mittens than gloves.

One can slide between poor and rich, the difference as slight as between paper and parchment, one voice and a choir, arms hanging by sides and a hug.

There's more in the earth than anyone knows. We'll find wonders.

The line between good art and bad never seemed as clear as the one between a pie and an empty oven.

Names and knowledge change, the way the turning world brings color or deep shadows, without a sound even as soft as the twist of a key in a lock.

Stars crown the world, she said, but the lights in your eyes, those are stars, too. They make up your crown, he said.

No one wants to stumble into gates on moonless nights to trip in holes dug by dogs, but Maria finds more beauty than danger in night.

Mama, what kept you moving forward through droughts, wild animals, loneliness? We had no choice. Sadness was as dangerous as panthers and bears. The wilderness needs your whole attention.