Mississippi begins in a lobby of a Memphis, Tennessee hotel and extends south to the Gulf of Mexico
William FaulknerIt was like something you have dreaded and feared and dodged for years until it seemed like all your life, then despite everything it happened to you and all it was was just pain, all it did was hurt and so it was all over, all finished, all right.
William FaulknerThe whiskey died away in time and was renewed and died again, but the street ran on. From that night the thousand streets ran as one street, with imperceptible corners and changes of scene.
William Faulkner