I’m too young to be old and too old to be young.
In America, no matter how poor you started out or where you came from, you could go as high as you wanted if you were willing to work for it.
To Toot One’s Own Horn Is Unattractive.
Depression years come back to me now as the happy times, even though we were all struggling. We were happy and didn’t know it.
Whom the heart first loves does not know or care if they are related by blood.
We must be kind and forgive one another or we won’t survive. But even among the most religious there seems to be a great blind spot covering the world, an inability to learn from past experience. Civilization is as precarious as a sand castle. All the care and effort it took to create it can be knocked down in a second by some bully or another. And the world is full of bullies.
Buddy, night and day. We even started calling her Cupid. Idgie was.
Because any idiot can get married and have children; that’s no great accomplishment.
Ida had always been different. At school, when all the kids used to play church, and one would be the preacher, another the preacher’s wife, a deacon, and the choir leader, and some would be the parishioners who had come to the church, Ida said she wanted to be God, because she was the only one who knew how to do it. Of.
Oh no, honey. Lots of women go through it early. Why, there was this woman over in Georgia who was only thirty-six-years-old and one day she got in her car and drove right up the stairs to the county courthouse, rolled down her window, and tossed her mother’s head that she had just chopped off in her kitchen at a State policeman and hollered, “Here! This is what you wanted,” and drove right back down the courthouse stairs. Now that’s what an early menopause will do for you if you’re not careful.
Mildred had had a few men friends after that, but she never really loved any of them. None could ever compete with the one that got away.
She sat there admiring the beauty of the light amber fluid in the clear bottle, the way the condensation on the Miller bottle ran down the black and gold label, like it was a fine piece of art. That was the problem with alcohol. It was so beautiful to look at, how could you resist it? And what kind of place could be more inviting and seductive than a truly elegant cocktail bar?
When she finally was able to order a martini, the first sip nearly knocked her head off. It was so strong. And how surprised she was that scotch tasted more like iodine than butterscotch candy. Two of the great disappointments in her life.
Men are necessary up to a point, but women are the natural leaders in society and in the home.
Now, I’m not saying they can help it, all I am saying is that in order for this world to keep on progressing the women have got to run things. The trick is to do it without them knowing it.
History was being rewritten by the minute. All of his childhood heroes were now being viewed as villains, their lives judged in hindsight by the current fad of political correctness.
I just think humiliation really causes more harm than maybe being physically beaten.
If you did tell the truth or if you didn’t, there were always consequences. Human interaction was difficult at best.
Remember, Sookie, nothing says more about a family than good silver and real pearls. The rest is just fluff.
Evelyn leaned out her window and calmly said, “Let’s face it, honey, I’m older than you are and have more insurance than you do,” and drove away.