....I realized I actually had a choice in what I could believe.

It's already 95 degrees outside. Mississippi got the most unorganized weather in the nation.

I've become one of those people who prowl around at night in their cars. God, I am the town's Boo Radley, just like in To Kill A Mockingbird.

Shame ain't black, like dirt, like I always thought it was. Shame be the color of a new white uniform your mother ironed all night to pay for, white without a smudge or a speck a work-dirt on it.

Because ain’t that white people for you, wondering if they are happy enough.

When you little, you only get asked two questions, what’s your name and how old you is, so you better get em right.

All I'm saying is, kindness don't have no boundaries.