“My mother, Southern to the bone, once told me, “All Southern literature can be summed up in these words: ‘On the night the hogs ate Willie, Mama died when she heard what Daddy did to Sister.’” She raised me up to be a Southern writer, but it wasn’t easy.”
“She was sick and when she was sick she was sick as Southern women are sick.”
“Southern Mamas are known for being subtle, like a freight train.”
“He tried to kiss me. One of the few things that had impressed me in college was a Southern girl’s account o how she avoided being kissed on the doorstep of her house once by wearing a flower in her hair and sticking it in her mouth when she said good night. Only I had no flower.”
“The man speaks Southern football, now shut up.”
“She was so Southern that she cried tears that came straight from the Mississippi.”