Wasn’t that the point of the book? For women to realize, We are just two people. Not that much separates us. Not nearly as much as I’d thought.
Ugly live up on the inside. Ugly be a hurtful, mean person.
Write about what disturbs you, particularly if it bothers no one else.
I always order the banned books from a black market dealer in California, figuring if the State of Mississippi banned them, they must be good.
That’s what I love about Aibileen, she can take the most complicated things in life and wrap them up so small and simple, they’ll fit right in your pocket.
I’m sorry, but were you dropped on your head as an infant?
Sorry is the fool who ever underestimates my mother.
That’s the way prayer do. It’s like electricity, it keeps things going.
All my life I’d been told what to believe about politics, coloreds, being a girl. But with Constantine’s thumb pressed in my hand, I realized I actually had a choice in what I could believe.
I’d cry, if only I had the time to do it.
Truth. It feels cool, like water washing over my sticky-hot body. Cooling a heat that’s been burning me up all my life. Truth, I say inside my head again, just for that feeling.
It weren’t too loo long before I seen something in me, had changed. A bitter seed was planted inside of me. And I just didn’t feel so, accepting, anymore.
No one tells us, girls who don’t go on dates, that remembering can be almost as good as what actually happens.
She’s wearing a tight red sweater and a red skirt and enough makeup to scare a hooker.
Frying chicken always makes me feel a little better about life.
It seems like at some point you’d run out of awful.
You got nothing left here but enemies in the Junior League and a mama that’s gonna drive you to drink. You done burned ever bridge there is. And you ain’t never gone get another boyfriend in this town and everbody know it. So don’t walk your white butt to New York, run it.
And you call yourself a Christian,? were Hilly’s words to me and I thought, God. When did I ever do that?
Babies love fat.
You’re gon’ have to say to your self, am I gon’ believe what them fools say about me today?