That's how women are, always studyin' each other and wonderin' how they look up 'gainst the next.

Like snowflakes, the human pattern is never cast twice.

That's how women are, always studyin' each other and wonderin' how they look up 'gainst the next.

It's a poor kind of man that won't fight for his own freedom.

your soul is an inner something that is another you and hardly anybody knows what it's really thinkin' except you.

I'm independent as a hog on ice and a hog on ice is dead, cold, well-preserved and don't need a mother'grabbin, thing.

Thoughts can hurt like real pain.