In A Weak Moment, I Have Written

Until You've Lost Your Reputation, You Never Realize What A Burden It Was.

How Closely Women Clutch The Very Chains That Bind Them!

The South Produced Statesmen And Soldiers, Planters And Doctors, Lawyers And Poets, But Certainly Not Engineers Or Mechanics. Let The Yankees Adopt Such Low Callings.

There Ain't Nothin' From The Outside Can Lick Any Of Us.

She Was Darkness And He Was Darkness And There Had Never Been Anything Before This Time, Only Darkness And His Lips Upon Her. She Tried To Speak And His Mouth Was Over Hers Again. Suddenly She Had A Wild Thrill Such As She Had Never Known; Joy, Fear, Madness, Excitement, Surrender To Arms That Were Too Strong, Lips Too Bruising, Fate That Moved Too Fast.