I tell myself that's what you get when you put thirty-one toilets on the most popular girl's front yard. People tend to treat you a little differently than before.

Mississippi is like my mother. I am allowed to complain about her all I want, but God help the person who raises an ill word about her around me, unless she is their mother too.

That's all a grit is, a vehicle. For whatever it is you rather be eating.

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

I always order the banned books from a black market dealer in California, figuring if the State of Mississippi banned them, they must be good.

At one O'Clock, Miss Celia comes in the kitchen and says she's ready for her first cooking lesson. She settles on a stool. She's wearing a tight red sweater and a red skirt and enough makeup to scare a hooker.

Got to be the worst place in the world, inside a oven. You in here, you either cleaning or you getting cooked.