When a man keeps beating me to the draw mentally, he begins to get glamorous.

A thing is mighty big when time and distance cannot shrink it.

You heard me. You ain't blind.

I don't know any more about the future than you do. I hope that it will be full of work, because I have come to know by experience that work is the nearest thing to happiness that I can find. . . I want a busy life, a just mind and a timely death.

She stood there until something fell off the shelf inside her.

I am her friend, and her tongue is in my mouth. I can speak her sentiments for her, though Ethel Waters can do very well indeed in speaking for herself.

No man may make another free.