The South

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Sarah Addison Allen

“Snow flurries began to fall and they swirled around people’s legs like house cats. It was magical, this snow globe world.”
― Sarah Addison AllenThe Sugar Queen

Fannie Flagg

“The food in the South is as important as food anywhere because it defines a person’s culture.”

― Fannie Flagg

Pat Conroy

“There are no ideas in the South, just barbecue.”
― Pat ConroyThe Prince of Tides

Kellie Elmore

“Puttin’ on a cowboy hat & a pair of boots doesn’t make you country; Like puttin’ on a ball gown & glass heels won’t make me Cinderella.”
― Kellie Elmore

Sarah Addison Allen

“She went to the window. A fine sheen of sugary frost covered everything in sight, and white smoke rose from chimneys in the valley below the resort town. The window opened to a rush of sharp early November air that would have the town in a flurry of activity, anticipating the tourists the colder weather always brought to the high mountains of North Carolina.

She stuck her head out and took a deep breath. If she could eat the cold air, she would. She thought cold snaps were like cookies, like gingersnaps. In her mind they were made with white chocolate chunks and had a cool, brittle vanilla frosting. They melted like snow in her mouth, turning creamy and warm.”
― Sarah Addison AllenThe Sugar Queen

Amanda Kyle Williams

“You learn to forgive (the South) for its narrow mind and growing pains because it has a huge heart. You forgive the stifling summers because the spring is lush and pastel sprinkled, because winter is merciful and brief, because corn bread and sweet tea and fried chicken are every bit as vital to a Sunday as getting dressed up for church, and because any southerner worth their salt says please and thank you. It’s soft air and summer vines, pine woods and fat homegrown tomatoes. It’s pulling the fruit right off a peach tree and letting the juice run down your chin. It’s a closeted and profound appreciation for our neighbors in Alabama who bear the brunt of the Bubba jokes. The South gets in your blood and nose and skin bone-deep. I am less a part of the South than it is part of me. It’s a romantic notion, being overcome by geography. But we are all a little starry-eyed down here. We’re Rhett Butler and Scarlett O’Hara and Rosa Parks all at once.”
― Amanda Kyle Williams
“Southern women like their men religious and a little mad.”
― Michael ShaaraThe Killer Angels

Kellie Elmore

“Sing me a love song in a slow, southern drawl to the tune of sunny days…”
― Kellie ElmoreMagic in the Backyard

Jackson Burnett

“I came to the state twenty years ago from the South, the gothic South. I’ve heard it called that, haven’t you, Mister Morgan? ‘Thought I was gettin’ away from all that. You know, the Tennessee Williams’ decadence, the Huey Long corruption, the brewin’ and simmerin’ violence. I actually found that I kind of missed it. Then, I found out it was all here, too, but without the charm.”

― Jackson BurnettThe Past Never Ends

“Country jakes are always whining about the sanctity of states’ rights and individual freedoms. Yet when a couple of queers want to get married in Massachusetts, half the South goes apeshit with homemade posters and fire-breathing sermons. And when a few million concerned residents of states thousands of miles away decide they want to stop destroying their landscape in the name of corporate mammon and consumer stupidity, the South sends out its greasy merchants of avarice to cajole, bribe, hector, lie, intimidate, and “lobby” until the seed of their plantation mentality is protected and their gluttonous mouths are once again filled with the jizz of the master caste before whom they kneel like Bourbon Street whores on Navy payday.”

― Chuck ThompsonBetter Off Without ‘Em: A Northern Manifesto for Southern Secession

Brandi L. Bates

“Raw Living: Picking blackberries, beneath late afternoon sun; a sunset reminiscent of watermelon sangria, as the scent of honeysuckle accosts me and the ducks waddle into the lake. Thanking Mama Nature for her abundance. Loving this candied-sweet southern life.”
― Brandi L. Bates

Mark Kemp

“I loved the land that surrounded me but hated the history that haunted that land.”
― Mark KempDixie Lullaby: A Story of Music, Race, and New Beginnings in a New South

Sara Niles

“It was nineteen fifty seven, the Little Rock nine were escorted to school by Federal troops under the order of President Eisenhower to counteract the attempt of Arkansas Governor Faubus to prevent it. Southern racial tensions produced a supreme irony: Federal troops against the National Guard. This visible strife between state and nation was one of the evidences of the racial turmoil of the times”
― Sara NilesTorn From The Inside Out

Beth Hoffman

“I’d never heard of a holy man named after a llama. I’d never heard of a great, gaping vagina. And I didn’t know a thing about the black boomerang of karma. all I knew for sure was this: I had been plunked into a strange, perfumed world that, as far as I could tell, seemed to be run entirely by women.”
― Beth HoffmanSaving CeeCee Honeycutt
 

THE SOUTH

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