No one tells us, girls who don't go on dates, that remembering can be almost as good as what actually happens.

And why? Because they are suffocating within the lines that define their town and their times. And sometimes lines are made to be crossed.

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.

They say it's like true love, good help. You only get one in a lifetime.

[Crisco] ain't just for frying. You ever get a sticky something stuck in your hair,like gum?...That's right, Crisco. Spread this on a baby's bottom, you won't even know what diaper rash is...shoot, I seen ladies rub it under they eyes and on they husband's scaly feet...Clean the goo from a price tag, take the squeak out a door hinge. Lights get cut off, stick a wick in it and burn it like a candle....And after all that, it'll still fry your chicken.

Cause everbody care. Black, white, deep down we all do.

The day your child says she hates you, and every child will go through the phase, it kicks like a foot in the stomach.