Maybe it's like Casey says. A fellow ain't got a soul of his own. Just a little piece of a big soul. The one big soul that belongs to everybody. — Nunnally Johnson Copy Share Image
As soon as the harvest is in, you're a migrant worker. Afterwards just a bum. — Nunnally Johnson Copy Share Image
Maybe it's like Casey says. A fellow ain't got a soul of his own. Just a little piece of a big soul. The one… — Nunnally Johnson Copy Share Image
Well, Pa, a woman can change better than a man. A man lives, sort of, well, in jerks. A baby's born or somebody dies… — Nunnally Johnson Copy Share Image
