Category: beautiful sentences

Just imagine writing one of your books with two thousand dead bodies to explain. And every single one of them left someone behind, begging their gods to undo it. Karen Joy Fowler, “Private Grave 9.”

Augustine’s God-shaped hole. But some people, she says, realize the emptiness itself is God. Jamie Quatro, Fire Sermon.

They were small people, with lawny eyebrows and demure hands. Laura Kolbe, “Crimes of Paris.” 

Now feelings lasted so long they left stains. Annie Dillard, An American Childhood.

The way she looked was something I felt in my guts. Taylor Koekkoek, “The Wedding Party.” 

After all, I was the intelligentsia around these parts, single handedly. The intelligentsium. Annie Dillard, An American Childhood.

They were surprised that the nuns did not proselytize or try to get them to see the light. They just listened. Some only came once or twice. But the ones who returned again and again began to realize on their own that the conversations were about God, even if He was never mentioned. God through […]

She got that plant to do the opposite of die. Nnedi Okorafor, “Tumaki.” 

Live long enough, and life teaches you that God is not your lucky rabbit foot. J. Courtney Sullivan, Saints for All Occasions.