Robert Newton Peck

My backside and my privates. I’m stuck so full of prickers, it makes me smart just to think on it.

— Robert Newton Peck

“Oh, Papa. My heart’s broke.”

— Robert Newton Peck

Never miss a chance to keep your mouth shut.

— Robert Newton Peck

“Somehow, the Good Lord don't want to see no man start a cold morning with just black coffee.”

— Robert Newton Peck

“No, sir. I won’t complain. Except when I move it sharp and sudden, my arm is real numb. It’s the rest of…

— Robert Newton Peck

“It always looked to me like she was smiling. In fact, I know she was. Lots if things smile, like a flower…

— Robert Newton Peck

“We’d learned in school that the city of London, England, is the largest city in the whole wide world. Maybe so. But…

— Robert Newton Peck

“When you re the only one to do something it always gets done.”

— Robert Newton Peck

“Need is a weak word. has nothing to do with what people get. Ain't what you need that matters. It's what you…

— Robert Newton Peck

A plot is two dogs and one bone.

— Robert Newton Peck

Writers, good ones, don't tell stories. Characters show stories.

— Robert Newton Peck

“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…

— Robert Newton Peck

“Papa, ain’t it a caution that we can only eat two legs off a frog, ’stead of four.” And he said: “Rob,…

— Robert Newton Peck

I’d heard about the Baptists from Jacob Henry’s mother. According to her, Baptists were a strange lot. They put you in water…

— Robert Newton Peck

“There would be no work on this day. A day no pigs would die.”

— Robert Newton Peck

“Fences sure are funny, aren't they, Papa?" "How so?" "Well, you be friends with Mr. Tanner and all. But we keep this…

— Robert Newton Peck

“Try an’ try,” he said, “but when it comes day’s end, I can’t wash the pig off me. And your mother never…

— Robert Newton Peck

A good writer writes with a camera, not a pen.

— Robert Newton Peck