by Barbara Kingsolver
“Every betrayal contains a perfect moment, a coin stamped heads or tails with salvation on the other side.”
“Betrayal is a friend I have known a long time, a two-faced goddess looking forward and back with a clear earnest suspicion of good fortune.”
“As it turns out, though, betrayal can also breed penitents, shrewd minor politicians, and ghosts. Our family seems to have produced one of each.”