What Will The South Be

She Could Not Ignore Life. She Had To Live It And It Was Too Brutal, Too Hostile, For Her Even To Try To Gloss Over Its Harshness With A Smile

Now You Are Beginning To Think For Yourself Instead Of Letting Others Think For You. That’s The Beginning Of Wisdom.

Oh, Why Was He So Handsomely Blond, So Courteously Aloof, So Maddeningly Boring With His Talk About Europe And Books And Music And Poetry And Things That Interested Her Not At All - And Yet So Desirable?

My Age Is My Own Private Business And I Intend To Keep It So - If I Can. I Am Not So Old That I Am Ashamed Of My Age And I Am Not So Young That I Couldn't Have Written My Book And That Is All The Public Needs To Know About My Age.

She Was As Forthright And Simple As The Winds That Blew Over Tara And The Yellow River That Wound Around It.