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That Sinuous Southern Life, That Oblique And Slow And Complicated Old Beauty, That Warm Thick Air And Blood Warm Sea, That Place Of Mists And Languor And Fragrant Richness.

A Real Friendship Is A Light Thing. A Real Friend Holds You Loosely.

I Felt Tears Sting Into My Eyes, And Took A Deep Swallow Of The First Champagne I Had Ever Tasted, Remembering That I Had Read Somewhere That The Monk Who Invented It Said, On First Tasting It, 'it Is Like Drinking Stars'.

I Don't Know If I Would Do Sequels. I Almost Feel Like When I'm Done With Them, They're Going To Have To Find Their Own Way.

I Don't Think You Ever Think Of A Big City As Sweet Or Community, But There Are Cities That I Think Of As Charming And Particular And Interesting Cities. I Live In One Now, Charleston.