Ironic, isn't it, what religion does to people?" "I guess it's more ironic what people do to religion.

She (Daisy) dug her nails into her palms and told herself she had no choice. "I, Theodosia..." She gulped for air. "...take thee Alexander..." She gulped again. "...to be my awful wedded husband.

But even as she told herself that, she remembered the way Cal had looked today with his shirt off while he’d stood on the ladder and scraped the side of Annie’s house. Watching those muscles bunch and flex every time he moved had made her crazy and she’d finally grabbed his shirt, thrown it at him, and delivered a stern lecture on the depletion of the ozone layer and skin cancer.

Chasing after a guy who's not interested in you will rip the hell out of your self-respect. Better to face facts now because the longer you put it off, the harder it'll be.

At some point people either had to throw off the wounds of their childhood or go through life permanently crippled

Dallas, is it remotely possible for you to carry on a conversation that's not loaded down with manure?

Bobby Tom: You're supposed to be my assistant, not a baby-sitter! Gracie: One and the same.