Quotes About The South

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Sarah Addison Allen
“Snow flurries began to fall and they swirled around people's legs like house cats. It was magical, this snow globe world.”
Sarah Addison Allen, The Sugar Queen

Sarah Addison Allen
“She went to the window. A fine sheen of sugary frost covered everything in sight, and white smoke rose from chimneys in the valley below the resort town. The window opened to a rush of sharp early November air that would have the town in a flurry of activity, anticipating the tourists the colder weather always brought to the high mountains of North Carolina.

She stuck her head out and took a deep breath. If she could eat the cold air, she would. She thought cold snaps were like cookies, like gingersnaps. In her mind they were made with white chocolate chunks and had a cool, brittle vanilla frosting. They melted like snow in her mouth, turning creamy and warm.”
Sarah Addison Allen, The Sugar Queen

Pat Conroy
“There are no ideas in the South, just barbecue.”
Pat Conroy, The Prince of Tides

Amanda Kyle Williams
“You learn to forgive (the South) for its narrow mind and growing pains because it has a huge heart. You forgive the stifling summers because the spring is lush and pastel sprinkled, because winter is merciful and brief, because corn bread and sweet tea and fried chicken are every bit as vital to a Sunday as getting dressed up for church, and because any southerner worth their salt says please and thank you. It's soft air and summer vines, pine woods and fat homegrown tomatoes. It's pulling the fruit right off a peach tree and letting the juice run down your chin. It's a closeted and profound appreciation for our neighbors in Alabama who bear the brunt of the Bubba jokes. The South gets in your blood and nose and skin bone-deep. I am less a part of the South than it is part of me. It's a romantic notion, being overcome by geography. But we are all a little starry-eyed down here. We're Rhett Butler and Scarlett O'Hara and Rosa Parks all at once.”
Amanda Kyle Williams

Fannie Flagg
“The food in the South is as important as food anywhere because it defines a person's culture.”
Fannie Flagg

Kellie Elmore
“Sing me a love song in a slow, southern drawl to the tune of sunny days...”
Kellie Elmore, Magic in the Backyard

Sarah Addison Allen
“The area was encompassed in a bubble of warm, fragrant steam from the funnel cake deep fryers. It smelled like sweet vanilla cake batter you licked off a spoon.”
Sarah Addison Allen, The Sugar Queen

“In the South, history clings to you like a wet blanket. Outside your door the past awaits in Indian mounds, plantation ruins, heaving sidewalks and homestead graveyards; each slowly reclaimed by the kudzu of time.”
Tim Heaton, Don't Be Ugly: The G-Rated companion book to "Momma n 'Em Said."

Harrison Scott Key
“The South is a strange place, one that can't be fit inside a movie, a place that dares you to simplify it, like a prime number, like a Bible story, like my father.”
Harrison Scott Key, The World's Largest Man: A Memoir

“There are turning points in everyone's life when we have to fight, even if we have to do it by ourselves and in public.”
Junius Williams, Unfinished Agenda: Urban Politics in the Era of Black Power

“I am often asked “Why do Southerners still care about the Civil War?”… Because it is unique in the American experience. Defeat was total, surrender unconditional and the land still occupied.”
Tim Heaton

Mary Jane Hathaway
“Linnie. And this Winnie.” They wore identical smiles, their bright black eyes sparked with curiosity. “Are you the doctor?”
“No, I’m just volunteering.”
“I knowed that, too.” Winnie gave her an exaggerated shake of the head. “Girls is never the doctor. They’s the nurses.”
“Oh no, what about Dr. Clare? Huh? The lady doctor who took care of Grammy in the hospital when she broke her hip bone?” Linnie asked.
“Yeah, but she was a white lady. They can be doctors.” Winnie looked at Lucy. “Right? There are white lady doctors. I seen ‘em.”
Lucy felt her eyes go wide. Were there children who still believed your gender or color dictated your career? “There are white lady doctors, black lady doctors, white man doctors, black man doctors.”
They stared at her.
She thought for a moment. “And there are white man nurses and black man nurses, too.”
“Now you’re just bein’ silly,” Linnie said and let out a laugh.”
Mary Jane Hathaway, Persuasion, Captain Wentworth and Cracklin' Cornbread

Walker Percy
“I am consoled only to see that I was not mistaken: Chicago is just as I remembered it. I was here twenty five years ago. My father brought me and Scott up to see the Century of Progress and once later to the World Series. Not a single thing do I remember from the first trip but this: the sense of the place, the savor of the genie-soul of the place which every place has or else is not a place. I could have been wrong: it could have been nothing of the sort, not the memory of a place but the memory of being a child. But one step out into the brilliant March day and there it is as big as life, the genie-soul of the place Which, wherever you go, you must meet and master first thing or be met and mastered. Until now, one genie-soul and only one ever proved too strong for me: San Francisco—up and down the hills I pursued him, missed him and was pursued, by a presence, a powdering of fall gold in the air, a trembling brightness that pierced to the heart, and the sadness of coming at last to the sea, the coming to the end of America. Nobody but a Southerner knows the wrenching rinsing sadness of the cities of the North. Knowing all about genie-souls and living in haunted places like Shiloh and the Wilderness and Vicksburg and Atlanta where the ghosts of heroes walk abroad by day and are more real than people, he knows a ghost when he sees one, and no sooner does he step off the train in New York or Chicago or San Francisco than he feels the genie-soul perched on his shoulder.”
Walker Percy, The Moviegoer

Alexandra Ripley
“Charlestonians had a particularly vicious and cunning game, developed after the War. They treated outsiders with so much graciousness and consideration that their politeness became a weapon. 'Visitors end up feeling as if they're wearing shoes for the first time in their lives. It's said that only the strongest ever recover from the experience. The Chinese never developed a torture to match it, although they're a very subtle people.”
Alexandra Ripley

Mary Jane Hathaway
“His mama put down the bag and headed for the door, her mouth a thin line.
“Wait! What are you doing? Don’t go over there and yell at her.” Paul jumped off the stool and tried to beat her to the door.
“Oh, honey, I would never do that.” His mama stepped into the hallway. “I’m fixin’ to invite her for dinner.”
Mary Jane Hathaway, The Pepper in the Gumbo

“As a child, I ate up the image Carl strived to portray: An inspirational rags-to-riches tale of a go-getter emerging the hell of his sulfur-scented, Podunk Texas upbringing. With a community college dropout education, Carl managed to reach six figures as a mobile home lot manager when the trailer park industry boomed in the early nineties. He decorated his accomplishments with a large house, yachts, and weekly morale shindigs for his salesmen bursting with open bars and filet mignon. However, my mother was by far his prettiest accessory.”
Magda Young

Mary Jane Hathaway
“Maybe I should have got some chili-slaw dogs from Shorty’s. Everybody loves those.”
“Buddy,” Lars said, dropping his shoes to the deck with a thump, “sit yourself down and stop fussing. You’re reminding me of my Aunt Glynna with all this temperature takin’ and foil tuckin’. This food is fine.”
Mary Jane Hathaway, Persuasion, Captain Wentworth and Cracklin' Cornbread

Mary Jane Hathaway
“I saw goats. A party can’t be all bad when you have goats,” Lucy said.”
Mary Jane Hathaway, Persuasion, Captain Wentworth and Cracklin' Cornbread

Mary Jane Hathaway
“It’s just a party. You eat some food and drink a beer and pretend you don’t want to be crawdad fishing,” Angie said.
“No, it’s an echo chamber of sycophants and I can’t listen to some bimbo recite her newest purchases while pretending I don’t want to throw myself from the roof.”
Mary Jane Hathaway, Persuasion, Captain Wentworth and Cracklin' Cornbread

Mary Jane Hathaway
“Lucy saw the delighted expressions of the guests and knew they looked like something out an Austen movie. Well, at least Jem did. She giggled a little and cleared her throat.
“Something funny?” he murmured out of the corner of his mouth.
“Just thinking how you’re just like Captain Wentworth and I’m just like Tina Turner.”
Mary Jane Hathaway, Persuasion, Captain Wentworth and Cracklin' Cornbread

Mary Jane Hathaway
“I have a bad feeling about this,” she said.
“We’ll fake it. And if push comes to shove, we can just sing Goober Peas and waltz around.”
“Rebecca might not find that very funny.”
“Rebecca is a Northerner. You can tell because there aren’t any cheese straws on the snack table.”
Mary Jane Hathaway, Persuasion, Captain Wentworth and Cracklin' Cornbread

Mary Jane Hathaway
“Lucy paused, hands full of green beans, her memory flashing back to the giant pots of crawfish on the stove. Her Mama’s green eyes would squint into the steam, hair pulled back, a frown of concentration on her face. The salted water was flavored and ready to receive the “mudbugs” out of their burlap sacks. Other than an onion or maybe an ear of corn, if it wasn’t alive when you threw it in, then it shouldn’t be in the pot, she’d say. Did her Mama mind that Lucy didn’t cook those old family recipes? Was she turning her back on her culinary heritage as surely as Paulette was?
She snapped the ends of the beans faster, glancing at the clock. This whole dinner was breaking her Mama’s cardinal rule: don’t hurry. She thought if a cook was in a hurry, you might as well just make a sandwich and go on your way.”
Mary Jane Hathaway, Persuasion, Captain Wentworth and Cracklin' Cornbread

Mary Jane Hathaway
“And how many boyfriends have you had, Alice?”
“Mama,” Paul growled under his breath. “Let the girl eat.”
“Can you pass the biscuits?” Andy said. “These are great. So tasty. Fluffy. Just the right amount of…” He frowned at the one in his hand, “…dough.”
“It’s okay,” Alice said. She loved those two for trying to run interference, but she knew Creole mamas. They found out the truth, whether you wanted them to or not.”
Mary Jane Hathaway, The Pepper in the Gumbo

Mary Jane Hathaway
“You don’t have to walk me back. I live down the hall.” She smiled up at him.
“My mama didn’t raise me like that,” Paul said, opening the door.
“Actually, your mama has some sense, and would say, ‘She lives twenty feet away,’ but suit yourself,” Mrs. Olivier said.”
Mary Jane Hathaway, The Pepper in the Gumbo

Sean Condon
“The South: Three-wheeled Piggly Wiggly shopping carts, grease-caked engine blocks, baby strollers with shredded black hoods, Soviet rocket parts, human skulls on spikes and orange-eyed Rottweilers on heavy chains breathing fire...”
Sean Condon, Lonely Planet Journeys: Drive Thru America

Maggie Young
“It’s not the sickness that Number 23 reduced me to that frightens me. It’s how long I willingly ingested it. The last time I heard Number 23’s voice, he was telling me that I had a dependency on men, that I’d made him my life raft, that the only reason I put up with him was because I was broken inside. It was the truest thing I’ve ever been told. Although it was my life’s greatest detriment, I was unconscious of it. Unconscious male dependency was the fuel to my Number 23 rebound, a rebound that sent me back to my preteen anorexia, driving me to the vulnerable weakness that sent me crawling back to The South.”
Maggie Young, Just Another Number

Jorge Luis Borges
“At the railroad station he noted that he still had thirty minutes. He quickly recalled that in a cafe on the Calle Brazil (a few dozen feet from Yrigoyen's house) there was an enormous cat which allowed itself to be caressed as if it were a disdainful divinity. He entered the cafe. There was the cat, asleep. He ordered a cup of coffee, slowly stirred the sugar, sipped it (this pleasure had been denied him in the clinic), and thought, as he smoothed the cat's black coat, that this contact was an illusion and that the two beings, man and cat, were as good as separated by a glass, for man lives in time, in succession, while the magical animal lives in the present, in the eternity of the instant.”
Jorge Luis Borges, The South

“I keep hearing all these jokes on TV about how people in Arkansas are still barefoot hillbillies. Sure there are plenty of people living up in the hills and mountains on Arkansas. Why not? The scenery is breathtaking from their million-dollar houses up in those hills. Those people bought Wal-Mart stock early. They paid cash for those homes.
-Little Rock resident on how some people from "up North" view Arkansas”
Maryln Schwartz, New Times In The Old South: Or Why Scarlett's in Therapy & Tara's Going Condo

Harrison Scott Key
“Was I the only one who became unsettled and swoonish at the sight of a large, inverted carcass hanging from a tree, its vital organs strewn about like children's toys, the occasional pack of hunting dogs fighting over a lung, another one looking for a quiet place to enjoy the severed head? It happened all the time and nobody else seemed bothered. People just walked up to the bloody carcasses and carried on entirely normal conversations, as though a man wasn't standing there squeezing deer feces out of a large intestine and small children weren't playing football with a liver.”
Harrison Scott Key, The World's Largest Man: A Memoir

Maggie Young
“I lived in a picture perfect subdivision with color coordinated houses and mailboxes, yellow labs prancing within the borders of invisible electric fences, and balding dads on riding lawn mowers. It was the type of community where housewives spent their summers tanning by the pool, half-heartedly watching their Ritalin pumped brat beat another brat with a foam noodle while rehashing Sunday’s Bible study between whispers of Susie’s weight gain and Dan’s canoodling with the babysitter.”
Maggie Young, Just Another Number

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