“Tears on the outside fall to the ground and are slowly washed away. Tears on the inside fall on the soul. And stay and stay and stay.” — Carolyn Brown Copy Share Image
“My grandmother taught me to read before I went to school. I was reading the newspaper when I was five. And Grandpa taught me… — Carolyn Brown Copy Share Image
“He covered a yawn with the back of his hand. “The sofa was better than my bedroom, but I did consider going out to the hayloft or taking a blanket to my truck when Lily raised her voice. It was almost daylight when she told her goat if he shit again, she would haul his sorry little goat ass out… — Carolyn Brown Copy Share
“The time to fix something is when it’s first broken, not when it’s shattered in so many pieces that there’s not enough glue in… — Carolyn Brown Copy Share Image
“They didn't want to get too close to the crazy woman, since scientists hadn't yet proved whether crazy, like stupid, is inherited or contagious.… — Carolyn Brown Copy Share Image
“I had two choices. I could be bitter, or I could get on with life...Mine had been made...I wasn't going to be bitter.” — Carolyn Brown Copy Share Image
“I love you to the moon and back.” Gracie grinned. “Well, I love you a bushel and a peck and a hug around the… — Carolyn Brown Copy Share Image
“She gathered her quilt around her body and went inside, made her way gingerly around furniture to the living room, and curled up in a chair in a dark corner, flipped on the lamp beside her and jumped two feet straight up. Roxie was sitting in a rocking chair not two feet away. Pink sponge curlers covered her head. She… — Carolyn Brown Copy Share
“It’s this thing between us. The thing that we’ve been sidestepping all around rather than talking about it.” “Kind of hard to talk about something that neither of us can even define.” Annie Rose stood up, walked over to him, wrapped her arms around his neck, rolled up on her toes, and kissed him hard right on the lips. It… — Carolyn Brown Copy Share
“When opportunity knocks, you don't leave it standing on the doorstep. You invite it in and feed it chocolate cake.” — Carolyn Brown Copy Share Image
