Ceremony — Vocabulary
Leslie Marmon Silko
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Tayo could not endure it any longer.6 more

Their memory of people endured long after all other traces of domestication were gone;6 more

He reined the mare in tight and kept his heels hard against her sides to let her know he meant business.14 more

...a great variety of herb and root odors were almost hidden by the smell of mountain sage and something as ordinary as curry powder.9 more

Twilight was giving way to darkness.9 more

Squatting close to the ground, he followed the long shadow cast by the continuous mounds of mining debris.5 more

The mule whinnied and leaned against the sagging gate; Tayo reached into the coffee can and he held some corn under the quivering lips.†6 more

May the readers and listeners of this novel be likewise blessed, watched over, and protected by their beloved ancestors.†1 more

They focused the anger on the girl and her family, knowing from many years of this conflict that the anger could not be contained by a single person or family, but that it must leak out and soak into the ground under the entire village.†1 more

There was a chill in the wind during the last days the sun occupied a summer place in the sky—and something relentless in the way the wind drove the sand and dust ahead of it.†3 more

The sickness had receded into a shadow behind him, something he saw only out of the corners of his eyes, over his shoulder.†3 more

It had the clarity of the sky after a summer rainstorm, when the dust was washed away, and the colors of the hills and the shadows of the mesas had an intensity which made everything he saw accessible, as if he could touch all of it, even the little green rabbit weed growing close to the sand, its tiny leaves clustered like stars.†2 more

The early storm had caught the tree vulnerable with leaves that caught the snow and held it in drifts until the branches dragged the ground.†2 more

I indulged myself with the old-time stories because they evoked a feeling of comfort I remembered from my childhood at Laguna.†1 more

Besides, I thought, male novelists write about female protagonists all the time, so I will write about men.†2 more

As the sun went higher and left the eastern sky, the square of sunshine on the wall grew larger and diffuse, and the bright yellow color of early morning was gone.1 more

In the dark he could cry for all the dreams that Rocky had as he stared out of his graduation picture; he could cry for Josiah and the spotted cattle, all scattered now, all lost, sucked away in the dissolution that had taken everything from him.†1 more

She nodded in the direction of the mountain, Tse-pi'na, the woman veiled in clouds.†1 more

If she had not been so young, she would have realized that he was nothing, that the power she was feeling had always been inside her, growing, pushing to the surface, only its season coinciding with her new lover.†

The change in climate had a profound effect on me; I spent all of June, July, and August fighting off the terrible lethargy of a depression caused in large part by the absence of sunlight.