Quotes from Dorothea Benton Frank

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Each one of us hugged her with all our might. The strength of her arms healed me on the spot. When she saw the fear in our faces transform from fright to calm, she released us, one by one.

That was the thing about hurricanes and tropical storms, they left town in the same fashion that a stubborn old dowager would leave a cotillion, slowly saying good-bye to her minions, returning for one last waltz, finally leaving for parts unknown, maybe to dissolve into nothingness or to simply find another party, gather steam, and raise a little more hell.

Wasn't it just like good old mom to remind me my efforts were ill conceived and unnecessary?

Olé! Ándale, ándale! Arriba, arriba!

you want something, you go and get it. If you don't want that thing, you let it go and stop brooding.

It's just that I can't figure out how to be in this world without him. I just can't be the same.

Even Momma, hard-hearted as she may have seemed, felt very badly for the boys.

How Michelle spent her spare time was anybody's guess. Mostly she appeared to be marinating in a mood. "Got

Let me tell you something you probably already know. It's that second cord that should remain in the neck of the bottle. You can liberate 1, but two bottles of wine for 2 people is 1 bottle too many. There was a reason the French bottled wine the way they did. 2 and a half glasses was plenty of wine for 2 people to consume with dinner. But that's not how it went with us.

drippings from the roasting pan into a Pyrex measuring cup, let the fat rise to the top, removed it as well as I could, and poured the goodies into the gravy, turning it from blond to the color of a pecan shell. Beautiful.

Let me tell you something you probably already know. It's that second cork that should remain in the neck of the bottle. You can liberate 1, but two bottles of wine for 2 people is 1 bottle too many. There was a reason the French bottled wine the way they did. 2 and a half glasses was plenty of wine for 2 people to consume with dinner. But that's not how it went with us.

turning out as I expected it would.

You're going to worship the Lord? Dress for the occasion, please. And brush your hair. Anyway, no one had asked me to establish a Sunday-morning dress code for all the Christians of the world, so I'd just keep that nugget to myself.

I stirred my coffee and looked at my beautiful grandson. What a great gift he was to all of us. It was so wonderful to have a young person like Charlie in my life

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had loved Daddy too much and God had punished me for it. I knew then that it was a sin to love like that—so completely. If you did, you got robbed.

Biscuits 2 cups White Lily Self-Rising Flour* dash of salt 2/3 cup vegetable shortening or cold butter 2/3 to ¾ cup milk or buttermilk 1 egg white mixed with 1 tablespoon cold water Preheat oven to 450°F.   Measure flour into a large bowl. Add salt. Divide shortening or butter into pieces and scatter on top of flour. Work

self-selecting process of elimination for most things life offered, such as risk and adventure.

it was as hot as the nails in the planks on the bottom floor of Dante's hell.

You can't make a second career out of pointing out someone's flaws and expect them to love you

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Yep. You're right. Come on. Let's go find Glam-ma.

We're simply going to do what we always do. Clean it up. Pull ourselves up by our bootstraps and figure it out. Come on now.