Tracy Chevalier

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Chapter Nine of Peace Like a River — the best novel of the first quarter century of the millennia and yes, I know there are

Did not know this until just now but a few weeks ago was World Tuberculosis Day, which honors the date the TB bacterium was discovered

Silence is the real. Words lie on top. + To be alone with the Alone He drapes himself in silence Art, too, is the fruit

A report from the lab — She’ll talk sometimes, make an endless series of noises with inflections and rhythm and pauses. Or she’ll just scream

A totally unscientific survey — texted my brother-in-law on the other coast — shows [my] fears of the death of the ice cream cone have

“What are the stars?” No, not “big balls of gas” — that’s just their form. Just as people aren’t blood and guts so are stars

For Jonah, dissent was a felix culpa, a happy fault that brought him closer to God. Or like Dante, when doubting pleased him no less

The porch steps were slick with rain this morning, and I realized I knew people whose first reaction to someone slipping on them would not

Chapter Nine of Peace Like a River — the best novel of the first quarter century of the millennia and yes, I know there are

Did not know this until just now but a few weeks ago was World Tuberculosis Day, which honors the date the TB bacterium was discovered

Silence is the real. Words lie on top. + To be alone with the Alone He drapes himself in silence Art, too, is the fruit

A report from the lab — She’ll talk sometimes, make an endless series of noises with inflections and rhythm and pauses. Or she’ll just scream