If there is no possibility for change in a character, we have no interest in him.
If there were no hell, we would be like the animals. No hell, no dignity.
The grandmother didn't want to go to Florida. She wanted to visit some of her connections in east Tennessee and she was seizing at every chance to change Bailey's mind. Bailey was the son she liver with, her only boy.
Well, if it's a symbol, to hell with it.
...you have to cherish the world at the same time that you struggle to endure it.
I don't deserve any credit for turning the other cheek as my tongue is always in it.