Quote

Mississippi is like my mother. I am allowed to complain about her all I want, but God help the person who raises an ill word about her around me, unless she is their mother too.

Kathryn Stockett

Change background

T
T
T

Change font

TAGS & TOPICS

Kathryn Stockett
Age: 55
Born: 1969
Born: January 1
Novelist
Writer
Jackson
Mississippi
Word
Help
Mississippi
Helping
Complain
Mother
Ill
Around
Complaining
Raises
Persons
Allowed
Person
Unless
Like

More quotes by Kathryn Stockett

Image
When you little, you only get asked two questions, what’s your name and how old you is, so you better get em right.
Kathryn Stockett
Image
Mother calls up the stairs to ask what in the world I'm typing up there all day and I holler down, 'Just typing up some notes from the Bible study. Just writing down all the things I love about Jesus.
Kathryn Stockett
Image
Her nose wrinkle up cause now she got to remember to say she Mae Mobley Three, when her whole life she can remember, she been telling people she Mae Mobley Two. When you little, you only get asked two questions, what's your name and how old you is, so you better get em right.
Kathryn Stockett
Image
Only three things them ladies talk about: they kids, they clothes, and they friends. I hear the word Kennedy, I know they ain’t discussing no politic. They talking about what Miss Jackie done wore on the tee-vee.
Kathryn Stockett
Image
The day your child says she hates you, and every child will go through the phase, it kicks like a foot in the stomach.
Kathryn Stockett
Image
This woman talk like she from so deep in the country she got corn growing in her shoes.
Kathryn Stockett
Image
I want to yell so loud that Baby Girl can hear me that dirty ain't a color, disease ain't the Negro side a town. I want to stop that moment from coming - and it come in ever white child's life - when they start to think that colored folks ain't as good as whites. ... I pray that wasn't her moment, Pray I still got time.
Kathryn Stockett
Image
I nursed a worthless, pint drinker for twelve years and when my lazy, life-sucking, daddy finally died, I swore to God with tears in my eyes I'd never marry one. And then I did.
Kathryn Stockett
Image
I've become one of those people who prowl around at night in their cars. God, I am the town's Boo Radley, just like in To Kill A Mockingbird.
Kathryn Stockett
Image
Truth. It feels cool, like water washing over my sticky-hot body. Cooling a heat that's been burning me up all my life. Truth, I say inside my head again, just for that feeling.
Kathryn Stockett
Image
No one tells us, girls who don't go on dates, that remembering can be almost as good as what actually happens.
Kathryn Stockett
Image
I used to believe in em (lines). I don't anymore. They in our heads. Lines between black and white ain't there neither. Some folks just made those up, long time ago. And that go for the white trash and the so-ciety ladies too.
Kathryn Stockett
Image
I was born in Jackson, Mississippi, in 1969, in a time and place where no one was saying, Look how far weve come, because we hadnt come very far, to say the least. Although Jacksons population was half white and half black, I didnt have a single black friend or a black neighbor or even a black person in my school.
Kathryn Stockett
Image
Ugly live up on the inside. Ugly be a hurtful, mean person.
Kathryn Stockett
Image
...out of the blue, he kissed me. Right in the middle of the Robert E. Lee Hotel Restaurant, he kissed me so slowly with an open mouth and every single thing in my body-my skin, my collarbone, the hollow backs of my knees, everything inside of me filled up with light.
Kathryn Stockett
Image
I was surprise to see the world didn't stop just cause my boy did.
Kathryn Stockett
Image
Sorry is the fool who ever underestimates my mother.
Kathryn Stockett
Image
I look deep into her rich brown eyes and she look into mine. Law, she got old-soul eyes, like she done lived a thousand years. And I swear I see, down inside, the woman she gone grow up to be. She is tall and straight. She is proud. She got a better haircut. And she is remembering the words I put in her head. Remembering as a full-grown woman.
Kathryn Stockett
Image
....we ain't doing civil rights here. We just telling stories like they really happen.
Kathryn Stockett
Image
And if your friends make fun of you for chasing your dream, remember—just lie.
Kathryn Stockett