“Depression years come back to me now as the happy times, even though we were all struggling. We were happy and didn't know it.” — Fannie Flagg Copy Share Image
“Oh it don't make no kind of sense. Big ol' ox like Grady won't sit next to a colored child. But he eats eggs-… — Fannie Flagg Copy Share Image
“Lately, it had been an endless procession of long, black nights and gray mornings, when her sense of failure swept over her like a five-hundred-pound wave; and she was scared. But it wasn't death that she feared. She had looked down into that black pit of death and had wanted to jump in, once too often. As a matter of… — Fannie Flagg Copy Share
“The little girl knew if she bit any member of her family, they would get rabies too, and she died without ever having been… — Fannie Flagg Copy Share Image
Albert and I would spend hours and hours looking at them. Cleo had this big magnifying glass on his desk, and we'd find centipedes and grasshoppers and beetles and potato bugs, ants . . . and put them in a jar and look at them. They have the sweetest little faces and the cutest expressions. After we'd looked at them… — Fannie Flagg Copy Share
There Lives More Faith in Honest Doubt, Believe Me, Than Half the Creeds. - Alfred, Lord Tennyson — Fannie Flagg Copy Share
“Harris had done exactly what he had been told to do by the sexy dame from Oklahoma. After he had removed all of his clothes, he smirked at her. "Will I do?" Willy, still fully dressed in her steel-tipped cowboy boots, smiled and said, "Oh, yes. Come here, big boy." As soon as he got close enough, she hauled off… — Fannie Flagg Copy Share
“he surprised her by signing, “You are the most beautiful girl in the world.” Ander didn’t know it, but he had signed, “You are… — Fannie Flagg Copy Share Image
“Because, honey," she said, "after you've been to the moon, where else is there to go?” — Fannie Flagg Copy Share Image
“Hello... is this Mrs. Fritzi Bevins?' 'Yes, it is.' 'From Pulaski, Wisconsin?' 'Yes.' 'Uh... you don't know me, but I recently received some papers.… — Fannie Flagg Copy Share Image
