Characters Make Their Own Plot.

There's Just Some Kind Of Men You Have To Shoot Before You Can Say Hidy To 'em. Even Then, They Ain't Worth The Bullet It Takes To Shoot 'em.

It’s Never An Insult To Be Called What Somebody Thinks Is A Bad Name. It Just Shows You How Poor That Person Is, It Doesn’t Hurt You.

Neighbors Bring Food With Death And Flowers With Sickness And Little Things In Between. Boo Was Our Neighbor. He Gave Us Two Soap Dolls, A Broken Watch And Chain, A Pair Of Good-luck Pennies, And Our Lives. But Neighbors Give In Return. We Never Put Back Into The Tree What We Took Out Of It: We Had Given Him Nothing, And It Made Me Sad.

That Boy Is Your Company. And If He Wants To Eat Up That Tablecloth, You Let Him, You Hear?

Some Negroes Lie, Some Are Immoral, Some Negro Men Are Not Be Trusted Around Women - Black And White. But This Is A Truth That Applies To The Human Race And To No Particular Race Of Men.