Quotes from Fannie Flagg

You may not be the person your mother wants you to be, but you are you. Our job here is to try and separate the wheat from the chaff and figure out who you are and not who your mother thinks you are.

I thought I was going to die right there on the spot. I've never heard anything so terrible in my whole life. I hope she is wrong and I never get a period. I am eleven years old and entirely too young to hear about it. Can you imagine my mother not knowing what Kotex are for and dusting the house with them? Well, her mother can just tell her what they are for. I'm not getting into the facts of life. I haven't heard one fact of life I like yet.

I believe poor people are good people, except the ones that are mean Ã¢â'¬Â¦ and they'd be mean even if they were rich.

a heart can be broken, but it keep on beating, just the same.

Quienes más sufren son quienes menos lo dicen.

Your mother formed an incorrect opinion of you and, naturally, you agreed with her. Children always think their parents are right. But in this case, your mother was entirely wrong. Think about it. Your mother is an overpowering individual

Her good weight was 150 pounds, and 178 pounds was her top. Consequently, Brenda had three different sets of clothes hanging in her closet, labeled GOOD, MEDIUM and FAT AS A HOG.

You know, it's funny what you'll miss when you're away from home. Now me, I miss the smell of coffee Ã¢â'¬Â¦ and bacon frying in the morning.

Grandma Harper has two green bottles shaped like women with black hair painted on their heads and a yellow glass colored captain's hat that she keeps her face powder in that I want too, and a picture of a naked girl in a swing, swinging way up in the air over castles in a blue sky. I don't know why I want those things, I just do.

Evelyn stared into the empty ice cream carton and wondered where the smiling girl in the school pictures had gone.

And her dumplings were so light they would float in the air and you'd have to catch 'em to eat 'em.

Do you think that your worrying can prevent anything from happening? Whatever happens is supposed to happen and whatever doesn't, isn't.

it would just break your heart to see some of them waiting for their visitors. They get their hair all done up on Saturday, and on Sunday morning they get themselves all dressed and ready, and after all that, nobody comes to see them. I feel so bad, but what can you do? Having children is no guarantee that you'll get visitors Ã¢â'¬Â¦ No, it isn't.

By the way, Boots died and Opal says she hopes you're satisfied.

I just know there's an albino living in the colored quarters. I can feel it in my bones.

I believe in God, but I don't think you have to go crazy to prove it.

The band did a salute to Stephen Foster and played 'Beautiful Dreamer' and we formed a bed. Then we played 'My Old Kentucky Home' while the majorettes slowly pranced like horses. We finished with 'I Dream of Jeanie with the Light Brown Hair', we formed a comb. Miss Philpot is running out of ideas if you ask me.

Later on, still looking, she had tried to get involved with the Women's Community Center. She liked what they stood for but secretly wished they would wear just a little lipstick and shave their legs. She had been the only one in the room in full makeup, wearing pantyhose and earrings. She had wanted to belong, but when the woman suggested that next week they bring a mirror so they could all study their vaginas, she never went back.

Hazel: Listen babe you have to search for your luck it's nice if it just falls in your lap but I look for my lucky pennies. ... Maggie: What do you do with all your pennies Hazel: I give them away. It's good to spread your luck around and it always comes back to you.

Depression years come back to me now as the happy times, even though we were all struggling. We were happy and didn't know it.

Rejoice for a comrade deceased, Our loss is his infinite gain, A soul out of prison released, And free from its bodily chain. ~Smokey Lonesome

We must be kind and forgive one another or we won't survive. But even among the most religious there seems to be a great blind spot covering the world, an inability to learn from past experience. Civilization is as precarious as a sand castle. All the care and effort it took to create it can be knocked down in a second by some bully or another. And the world is full of bullies.

In America, no matter how poor you started out or where you came from, you could go as high as you wanted if you were willing to work for it.

you can't have compassion unless you have a certain loyalty to the human race.