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Once a bitch always a bitch, what I say.
dam
“I dont see why I was ever born.” “And I know of at least one other person that dont understand all he knows about that,”
red
After all, like I say money has no value; it’s just the way you spend it. It dont belong to anybody, so why try to hoard it. It just belongs to the man that can get it and keep it.
redneck
“Dont you trust me?” I says. “No,” she says. “I know you. I grew up with you.”
I put the fear of God into Dilsey. As much as you can into a nigger, that is.
redneck
“We Bascombs need nobody’s charity. Certainly not that of a fallen woman.”
And I know she still believes that thousand dollars is in this business.”
like that time when she happened to see one of them kissing Caddy and all next day she went around the house in a black dress and a veil and even Father couldn’t get her to say a word except crying and saying her little daughter was dead
red
Me, without any hat, in the middle of the afternoon, having to chase up and down back alleys because of my mother’s good name.
red
“What’s the car got to do with it?” I says. “How can a car give a man a headache?” “You know gasoline always made you sick,”
red.
They never even had guts enough to puncture it, to jab a hole in it. They just let the air out.
“You too smart fer me. Yes, suh,” he says, looking busy as hell, putting five or six little packages into the wagon. “You’s too smart fer me. Aint a man in dis town kin keep up wid you fer smartness. You fools a man whut so smart he cant even keep up wid hisself,”
“I gave you those passes yesterday, didn’t I?” “Yes,” I says. “You want them back?” “No, no,” he says. “I just forgot whether I gave them to you or not. No sense in wasting them.”
red
She couldn’t bear for any of you to do anything she couldn’t. It was vanity in her, vanity and false pride.
I wrote her at once because I said she will realise that she and Quentin have had their share and part of Jason’s too and that it depends on her now to compensate him.
The day dawned bleak and chill, a moving wall of gray light out of the northeast which, instead of dissolving into moisture, seemed to disintegrate into minute and venomous particles, like dust that, when Dilsey opened the door of the cabin and emerged, needled laterally into her flesh, precipitating not so much a moisture as a substance partaking of the quality of thin, not quite congealed
soiled
“Me and Benjy seed her clamb out de window last night.
He came obediently, wailing, that slow hoarse sound that ships make, that seems to begin before the sound itself has started, seems to cease before the sound itself has stopped.
Blood
He imagined himself in bed with her, only he was just lying beside her, pleading with her to help him, then he thought of the money again,
muddy
