To A Southerner It Is Faux Pas,

When You Go Apartment-hunting In The South, You Encounter Little Old Ladies Who Ask You If You Use Strong Drink. In New York You Encounter Paranoids Who Wonder If You Will Commit Suicide--not That They Care; What They Worry About Is Blood On Their Fresh Paint, A Dubious Smell In The Hallway, Or A Hole In The Awning As You Pass Through On Your Way To The Sidewalk. The Southerner Who Moves To Any Part Of The Country Has Problems, But The Culture Shock That Attacks The Southerner Who Moves North Is Almost Indescribable.

In The Last Few Years, Race Relations In America Have Entered Upon A Period Of Intensified Craziness Wherein Fear Of Being Called A Racist Has So Thoroughly Overwhelmed Fear Of Being A Racist That We Are In Danger Of Losing Sight Of The Distinction.

Oppressed People Are Treacherous For The Simple Reason That Treachery Is Both A Means Of Survival And A Way To Curry Favor With One's Oppressor.

If Whisky Or Salt Won't Cure It, Then To Hell With It. I Worry About Important Things.

Men Are Not Very Good At Loving, But They Are Experts At Admiring And Respecting; The Woman Who Goes After Their Admiration And Respect Will Often Come Out Better Than She Who Goes Out After Their Love.