40 Quotes About Mississippi-authors
- Author Minrose Gwin
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That's just it, Eva said with a gleam in her eyes that matched the rhinestones on her glasses, you had to get somebody to teach you, to facilitate. Literacy wasn't like a piece of my mama's lemon cake you handed over to somebody on a plate.
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- Author Martin Hegwood
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It's so nice to be around a man who isn't hung up about his car," she said."Mom, I can't believe you're saying that. You treat that Coupe Deville like it's a member of the family.""But I'm a woman, darling. I'm supposed to feel that way about my Deville.
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- Author Larry Brown
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All my life, the library has always been one of my favorite places to go. (Larry Brown: A Writer's Life by Jean W. Cash)
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- Author Augusta Scattergood
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She wore heavy sandals, with socks. No kid in the entire state of Mississippi wore black socks in the summer. Shoot, if I wasn't standing smack-dab in the middle of the library, I wouldn't be wearing shoes.
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- Author Larry Brown
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I told him. We got a library here. Got plenty of good books, too. -Larry Brown, Dirty Work
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- Author Augusta Scattergood
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I walked straight to the library. Mrs. Bloom, the librarian, always knows everything.
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- Author Augusta Scattergood
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For the rest of the afternoon, Miss Bloom smiled almost as bright as the big yellow sun shining through the front picture window. Her library was filled up with people who loved books.
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- Author Steve Yarbrough
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Just look what happens to poets," I used to tell my honors class on the first day of school. "Half the time they go mad. And you know why I think that happens? Too much truth distilled to its essence, all surrounding evidence ignored or discarded. And I'm not faulting them for that.
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- Author Larry Brown
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The road lay long and black ahead of them and the heat was coming now through the thin soles of their shoes. There were young beans pushing up from the dry brown fields, tiny rows of green sprigs that stretched away in the distance.
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