Quotes from Fannie Flagg

hard? I think I have been a wonderful mother. I

raging across Europe. Every night, families sat glued to the radio, listening to the news of Poland. Most still had relatives

Alla gente non piacciono questi fatti, ma non so che cosa farci. Se qualcuno ti chiede come stai, si aspetta che tu risponda BENE. Non devi dire che la sera prima ti sei addormentata piangendo perché erano due giorni di fila che non parlavi con un'altra persona. Devi dire: BENE.

He sat there for a moment and then said, "Well … I

When someone old dies, it is even sadder. First you notice that the paper doesn't come anymore, then gradually the lights are turned out, the gas turned off, the house gets locked up, and the yard is no longer kept up, then it goes on the market and new people come in and change everything. Elner

On ne peut reprocher à quelqu'un d'être ce qu'il est.

Because, honey, she said, after you've been to the moon, where else is there to go?

Whenever Ida pointed celery at him, she meant business.

Le temps ne progresse que dans un sens et, qu'on le veuille ou non, il vous entraîne avec lui.

Nous vivons dans un monde merveilleux, avec un seul problème : les gens.

Those Russkies won't put up with your whining and bellyaching for one second. I believe in freedom and individual rights as well as the next man but nobody has the right to live here and do nothing but run us down.

The problem was that Norvaleen had been in denial and also in McDonald's, eating the cheeseburger special with fries. Evidently, the Diet Coke had not evened out the calories. What a shock.

do you know that's the same woman

your camellias are holding up

you will find at least one or two pairs of bronzed baby shoes and a picture of some child on top of the same brown and white Indian pony as the kid next

Just like two and two always add up to four, kindness and forgiveness is always right, hate and revenge is always wrong.

So, Doc, will I be able to run the Boston Marathon again this year?

she was not against having a little fun. After all, she had been to Milwaukee, and knew the score.

Hello... is this Mrs. Fritzi Bevins?' 'Yes, it is.' 'From Pulaski, Wisconsin?' 'Yes.' 'Uh... you don't know me, but I recently received some papers. From Texas. And, well... I think I might be your daughter?' There was a long silence on the other end, and then after a moment, the woman in a softer voice said, 'Hiya, pal. I've been waiting for this call for a long time.

know, Mother. Doesn't everybody clean their venetian blinds with a Q-tip twice a day? Duh!

Cook to a thick paste over slow flame. Cool. Cream sugars and vanilla with butter and shortening. Beat until light and fluffy. Blend in salt. Mix in cooled paste. Beat until fluffy. Blend. Should look like whipped cream.

Mrs. McWilliams' Corn Bread 4 cups cornmeal 2 teaspoons baking soda 2 teaspoons salt 4 eggs, beaten 4 cups buttermilk ½ cup bacon drippings, melted Preheat oven to 450 degrees. Combine dry ingredients and make a well in center. Combine

eggs, buttermilk, and bacon drippings, mixing well; add to cornmeal mixture and beat until smooth. Heat a well-greased 12-inch cast-iron skillet in the preheated oven until very hot. Pour batter into hot skillet; bake for 35 to 45 minutes, or until a knife inserted in center comes out clean and top is golden brown. Yield: 6 to 10 servings.

He had done it all, from barnstorming to crop dusting, and had even flown a Davis Waco with the Baby Ruth Flying Circus.