But as de old folk always say, Ah'm born but Ah ain't dead. No tellin' whut Ah'm liable tuh do yet.

Love, I find, is like singing.

Don't you realize that the sea is the home of water? All water is off on a journey unless it's in the sea, and it's homesick, and bound to make its way home someday.

No matter how far a person can go the horizon is still way beyond you.

The sun, the hero of every day, the impersonal old man that beams as brightly on death as on birth, came up every morning.

Slogans can be worse than swords if they are only put in the right mouths.

She often spoke to falling seeds and said, "Ah hope you fall on soft ground," because she had heard seeds saying that to each other as they passed. The familiar people and things had failed her so she hung over the gate and looked up the road towards way off. She knew now that marriage did not make love. Janie's first dream was dead, so she became a woman.