It began to drizzle rain and he turned on the windshield wipers; they made a great clatter like two idiots clapping in church.
Flannery O'ConnorWhen you can state the theme of a story, when you can separate it from the story itself, then you can be sure the story is not a very good one.
Flannery O'ConnorBeing a Georgia author is a rather specious dignity, on the same order as, for the pig, being a Talmadge ham.
Flannery O'ConnorI'm going to preach there was no Fall because there was nothing to fall from, and no Redemption because there was no Fall, and no Judgment because there wasn't the first two. Nothing matters but that Jesus was a liar.
Flannery O'ConnorHe loved her because it was his nature to do so, but there were times when he could not endure her love for him. There were times when it became nothing but pure idiot mystery.
Flannery O'ConnorShe was a talker, wasn't she?" Bobby Lee said, sliding down the ditch with a yodel. "She would of been a good woman," The Misfit said, "if it had been somebody there to shoot her every minute of her life." "Some fun!" Bobby Lee said. "Shut up, Bobby Lee," The Misfit said. "It's no real pleasure in life.
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