Writers, good ones, don't tell stories. Characters show stories. — Robert Newton Peck Copy Share Image
My backside and my privates. I’m stuck so full of prickers, it makes me smart just to think on it. — Robert Newton Peck Copy Share Image
“Somehow, the Good Lord don't want to see no man start a cold morning with just black coffee.” — Robert Newton Peck Copy Share Image
“No, sir. I won’t complain. Except when I move it sharp and sudden, my arm is real numb. It’s the rest of me that’s… — Robert Newton Peck Copy Share Image
“It always looked to me like she was smiling. In fact, I know she was. Lots if things smile, like a flower to the… — Robert Newton Peck Copy Share Image
“We’d learned in school that the city of London, England, is the largest city in the whole wide world. Maybe so. But it couldn’t… — Robert Newton Peck Copy Share Image
“When you re the only one to do something it always gets done.” — Robert Newton Peck Copy Share Image
“Need is a weak word. has nothing to do with what people get. Ain't what you need that matters. It's what you do.” — Robert Newton Peck Copy Share Image
Writers, good ones, don't tell stories. Characters show stories. — Robert Newton Peck Copy Share Image
“Aren't you a Republican? Just about everyone is in the whole town of Learning." "No, I'm not a Republican. And I'm not no Democrat.… — Robert Newton Peck Copy Share Image
“Papa, ain’t it a caution that we can only eat two legs off a frog, ’stead of four.” And he said: “Rob, here’s what… — Robert Newton Peck Copy Share Image
I’d heard about the Baptists from Jacob Henry’s mother. According to her, Baptists were a strange lot. They put you in water to see… — Robert Newton Peck Copy Share Image
