Sweetgrass Quotes

“How ironic she thought, to store the past but never tend to it. ~ Mary June”
― Mary Alice Monroe, Sweetgrass

“Around them the storm broke. Fat drops of rain splattered loudly on the dry ground in gaining crescendo. With each gust of wind the grasses swayed and shook, rattling like castanets. Then the sky opened up and the heavens cried. The roof provided no shelter from the torrents of rain, and both felt the lash of water that whipped through the air.”
― Mary Alice Monroe, Sweetgrass

“His mother, in contrast, prayed in church.”
― Mary Alice Monroe, Sweetgrass

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― Mary Alice Monroe, Sweetgrass

“short laugh. “Time will tell with you and Bobby Pearlman,”
― Mary Alice Monroe, Sweetgrass