I Will Think About That Tomorrow!

I'm Tired Of Saying, "how Wonderful You Are!" To Fool Men Who Haven't Got One-half The Sense I've Got, And I'm Tired Of Pretending I Don't Know Anything, So Men Can Tell Me Things And Feel Important While They're Doing It.

What Will The South Be Like Without All Our Fine Boys? What Would The South Have Been If They Had Lived?

Why Will People Persist In Reading Strange Meanings Into The Simplest Of Story? Is It Not Enough That A Writer Can Entertain For A Few Hours With Narrative Without Being Suspected Of 'significances' Or Symbolism Or 'social Trends'?

How Wonderful To Know Someone Who Was Bad And Dishonorable And A Cheat And A Liar, When All The World Was Filled With People Who Would Not Lie To Save Their Souls And Who Would Rather Starve Than Do A Dishonorable Deed!

But She Knew That No Matter What Beauty Lay Behind, It Must Remain There. No One Could Go Forward With A Load Of Aching Memories.