A Good Man is Hard to Find and Other Stories Quotes
A Good Man is Hard to Find and Other Stories
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“She would of been a good woman," said The Misfit, "if it had been somebody there to shoot her every minute of her life.”
― Flannery O'Connor, A Good Man is Hard to Find and Other Stories
― Flannery O'Connor, A Good Man is Hard to Find and Other Stories
“All my stories are about the action of grace on a character who is not very willing to support it, but most people think of these stories as hard, hopeless and brutal.”
― Flannery O'Connor, A Good Man is Hard to Find and Other Stories
― Flannery O'Connor, A Good Man is Hard to Find and Other Stories
“She was a talker, wasn't she?" Bobby Lee said, sliding down the ditch with a yodel.
"She would of been a good woman," The Misfit said, "if it had been somebody there to shoot her every minute of her life."
"Some fun!" Bobby Lee said.
"Shut up, Bobby Lee," The Misfit said. "It's no real pleasure in life.”
― Flannery O'Connor, A Good Man is Hard to Find and Other Stories
"She would of been a good woman," The Misfit said, "if it had been somebody there to shoot her every minute of her life."
"Some fun!" Bobby Lee said.
"Shut up, Bobby Lee," The Misfit said. "It's no real pleasure in life.”
― Flannery O'Connor, A Good Man is Hard to Find and Other Stories
“Mrs. Hopewell had no bad qualities of her own but she was able to use other people's in such a constructive way that she never felt the lack.”
― Flannery O'Connor, A Good Man is Hard to Find and Other Stories
― Flannery O'Connor, A Good Man is Hard to Find and Other Stories
“When she told a story, she rolled her eyes and waved her head and was very dramatic.”
― Flannery O'Connor, A Good Man is Hard to Find and Other Stories
― Flannery O'Connor, A Good Man is Hard to Find and Other Stories
“Jesus was the only One that ever raised the dead," The Misfit continued, "and He shouldn't have done it. He shown everything off balance. If He did what He said, then it's nothing for you to do but throw away everything and follow Him, and if He didn't, then it's nothing for you to do but enjoy the few minutes you got left the best way you can by killing somebody or burning down his house or doing some other meanness to him. No pleasure but meanness," he said and his voice had become almost a snarl.”
― Flannery O'Connor, A Good Man is Hard to Find and Other Stories
― Flannery O'Connor, A Good Man is Hard to Find and Other Stories
“You can do one thing or you can do another, kill a man or take a tire off his car, because sooner or later you're going to forget what it was you done and just be punished for it.”
― Flannery O'Connor, A Good Man is Hard to Find and Other Stories
― Flannery O'Connor, A Good Man is Hard to Find and Other Stories
“She would have to be a saint because that was the occupation that included everything you could know; and yet she knew she would never be a saint.... but she thought she could be a martyr if they killed her quick.”
― Flannery O'Connor, A Good Man is Hard to Find and Other Stories
― Flannery O'Connor, A Good Man is Hard to Find and Other Stories
“The road looked as if no one had traveled on it in months.
"It's not much farther," the grandmother said and just as she said it, a horrible thought came to her. The thought was so embarrassing that she turned red in the face and her eyes dilated and her feet jumped up, upsetting her valise in the corner. The instant the valise moved, the newspaper top she had over the basket under it rose with a snarl and Pitty Sing, the cat, sprang onto Bailey's shoulder.
The children were thrown to the floor and their mother, clutching the baby, was thrown out the door onto the ground; the old lady was thrown into the front seat. The car turned over once and landed right-side-up in a gulch off the side of the road. Bailey remained in the driver's seat with the cat gray-striped with a broad white face and an orange nose clinging to his neck like a caterpillar.
As soon as the children saw they could move their arms and legs, they scrambled out of the car, shouting, "We've had an ACCIDENT!" The grandmother was curled up under the dashboard, hoping she was injured so that Bailey's wrath would not come down on her all at once. The horrible thought she had had before the accident was that the house she had remembered so vividly was not in Georgia but in Tennessee.”
― Flannery O'Connor, A Good Man is Hard to Find and Other Stories
"It's not much farther," the grandmother said and just as she said it, a horrible thought came to her. The thought was so embarrassing that she turned red in the face and her eyes dilated and her feet jumped up, upsetting her valise in the corner. The instant the valise moved, the newspaper top she had over the basket under it rose with a snarl and Pitty Sing, the cat, sprang onto Bailey's shoulder.
The children were thrown to the floor and their mother, clutching the baby, was thrown out the door onto the ground; the old lady was thrown into the front seat. The car turned over once and landed right-side-up in a gulch off the side of the road. Bailey remained in the driver's seat with the cat gray-striped with a broad white face and an orange nose clinging to his neck like a caterpillar.
As soon as the children saw they could move their arms and legs, they scrambled out of the car, shouting, "We've had an ACCIDENT!" The grandmother was curled up under the dashboard, hoping she was injured so that Bailey's wrath would not come down on her all at once. The horrible thought she had had before the accident was that the house she had remembered so vividly was not in Georgia but in Tennessee.”
― Flannery O'Connor, A Good Man is Hard to Find and Other Stories
“Listen, lady," he said in a high voice, "if I had of been there I would of known and I wouldn't be like I am now." His voice seemed about to crack and the grandmother's head cleared for an instant. She saw the man's face twisted close to her own as if he were going to cry and she murmured, "Why you're one of my babies. You're one of my own children!" She reached out and touched him on the shoulder. The Misfit sprang back as if a snake had bitten him and shot her three times through the chest.”
― Flannery O'Connor, A Good Man is Hard to Find and Other Stories
― Flannery O'Connor, A Good Man is Hard to Find and Other Stories
“Jesus thrown everything off balance. It was the same case with Him as with me except He hadn't committed any crime and they could prove I had committed one because they had the papers on me. Of course they never shown me my papers. That's why I sign myself now. I said long ago, you get you a signature and sign everything you do and keep a copy of it. Then you'll know what you done and you can hold up the crime to the punishment and see do they match and in the end you'll have something to prove you ain't been treated right. I call myself the Misfit because I can't make what all I done wrong fit what all I gone through in punishment.”
― Flannery O'Connor, A Good Man is Hard to Find and Other Stories
― Flannery O'Connor, A Good Man is Hard to Find and Other Stories
“With a volley of blasts it emerged from the shed, moving in a fierce and stately way. Mr. Shiftlet was in the driver’s seat, sitting very erect. He had an expression of serious modesty on his face as if he had just raised the dead.”
― Flannery O'Connor, A Good Man is Hard to Find and Other Stories
― Flannery O'Connor, A Good Man is Hard to Find and Other Stories
“The grandmother decided that she would not mention that the house was in Tennessee.”
― Flannery O'Connor, A Good Man is Hard to Find and Other Stories
― Flannery O'Connor, A Good Man is Hard to Find and Other Stories