Any Writer Worth His Salt Writes To

Simply Because We Were Licked A Hundred Years Before We Started Is No Reason For Us Not To Try To Win.

It's Not Time To Worry Yet

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.

I Think I'll Be A Clown When I Get Grown.... There Ain't One Thing In This World I Can Do About Folks Except Laugh, So I'm Gonna Join The Circus And Laugh My Head Off.

Southern Lawyers Don't Read Novels Much.