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I'm sorry, but were you dropped on your head as an infant?

I think if you're president, color goes away completely: you're president and it doesn't matter if you're white, green or purple.

That's the way prayer do. It's like electricity, it keeps things going.

Bosoms are for bedrooms and breastfeeding.

It can be really powerful to write something when you're sad.

I'd cry, if only I had the time to do it.

Babies like fat. Like to bury they face up in you armpit and go to sleep. They like big fat legs too. That I know.

Why don't we just build you an house outside Hilly?

But Lou Anne, she understood the point of the book before she even read it. The one who was missing the point this time was me.

It's Tuesday, change-the-damn-sheets day. If I don't do it today, that makes Wednesday change-the-damn-sheets day too.

Ugly live up on the inside. Ugly be a hurtful, mean person.

I wash my hands, wonder how an awful day could turn even worse. It seems like at some point you'd just run out of awful.

Babies love fat.

I wait on white ladies who walk right out the bedroom wearing nothing but they personality ...

And why? Because they are suffocating within the lines that define their town and their times. And sometimes lines are made to be crossed.

The day your child says she hates you, and every child will go through the phase, it kicks like a foot in the stomach.

Some things I just got to keep for myself.

Stuart needs "space" and "time," as if this were physics and not a human relationship.

It's already 95 degrees outside. Mississippi got the most unorganized weather in the nation.

That's what I want them to know. Saying thank you, when you really mean it, when you remember what someone done for you

We ain't doing civil rights here. We just telling stories like they really happen.

But the help always knows.

I have decided not to die.

Got to be the worst place in the world, inside a oven. You in here, you either cleaning or you getting cooked.

crying, and go in the toilet bowl

And that's when I get to wondering, what would happen if I told her she something good, ever day?

I've never been happier in my whole life.
I leave it at that. Underneath all that happy, she sure doesn't look happy.

Sorry is the fool who ever underestimates my mother.

We must keep this a perfect secret.

This woman talk like she from so deep in the country she got corn growing in her shoes.

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.

No one tells us, girls who don't go on dates, that remembering can be almost as good as what actually happens.

Why? Why are you hitting me?"
He leaned down and looked me right in the face.
"If I didn't hit you Minny, who knows what you become.

You're the smartest one in the class, Aibileen," she say. "And the only way you're going to keep sharp is to read and write every day.

I don't know why the bad have to happen to the goodest ones,

Cokes at Phi Delta Theta parties and

Here's to new beginnings, Stuart says and raises his bourbon. I nod, sort of wanting to tell him that all beginnings are new.

Kindness don't have no boundaries.

Lord, I never seen blue hair on a black woman before or since. Leroy say you look like a cracker from outer space.

Miss Leefolt sigh, hang up the phone like she just don't know how her brain gone operate without Miss Hilly coming over to push the Think buttons.

I can't wear a man's jacket with a ball gown. She rolls her eyes at him, sighs. But thanks, honey.

I'm a Southerner - I never take satisfaction in touching a nerve.

I don't regret it, but I don't feel quite as lucky anymore.

I intend to stay on her like hair on soap.

She got a confused, disgusted look on her face, like she done salted her coffee instead a sugared it.

Be the prettiest book I ever seen. The cover is pale blue, color a the sky. And a big white bird - a peace dove - spreads its wings from end to end.

You is kind. You is smart. You is important.

She kind a laugh and it hurts my heart. Because everbody care. Black, white, deep down we all do.

You are a beautiful person

Which means I have to lie to her on a daily basis, which is in itself enjoyable but a little degrading at the same time

Write about what disturbs you, particularly if it bothers no one else.

I set her on her wooden baby seat so her little hiney don't fall in and soon as I turn my back, she off that pot running.

I sit in my little office and I feel like I've got all my readers staring at me.

You kind, you smart, you important.

Find I can get my point across a lot better writing them down

We all on a party line to God...

Mississippi and the world is two different places,' the Deacon say and we all nod cause ain't it the truth.

But after Mr. Evers got shot a week ago, lot a colored folk is frustrated in this town. Especially the younger ones, who ain't built up a callus yet.

I'm starting to hate the whiny teenage songs about love and nothing.

It was delicious to have someone to keep secrets with

I always thought insanity would be a dark, bitter feeling, but it is drenching and delicious if you really roll around in it.

They ain't rich folk, that I know. Rich folk don't try so hard. I

Rich folk don't try so hard

I am not spending my final days in a hospital, nor will I turn my own house into one." Doctor

You don't cook pumpkins in the summer, you don't cook peaches in the fall.

kids in my lifetime. I know how

I guess we all get a little snippy when we're not feeling good.

When you little, you only get asked two questions, what's your name and how old you is, so you better get em right.

She's wearing a tight red sweater and a red skirt and enough makeup to scare a hooker.

And you call yourself a Christian,' were Hilly's words to me and I thought, God. When did I ever do that?

If I'd played Mammy, I'd of told Scarlett to stick those green draperies up her white little pooper. Make her own damn man-catching dress. -Minny

Wasn't that the point of the book? For women to realize, We are just two people. Not that much separates us. Not nearly as much as I'd thought.

Sometimes people get a burst of strength. It's a gift from God, I guess. So they can finish their business.

For a minute, we're just two people wondering why things are the way they are.

I never once heard her say she gone leave Leroy, and Minny don't say things twice. When she do things, they done the first time.

Your white uniform as a black domestic was your ticket anywhere in town.

She's like a Philistine on a Sunday, the way she won't take but so many steps a day. Except every day's Sunday around here.

And if your friends make fun of you for chasing your dream, remember - just lie.

born on a early Sunday morning in August, 1960. A church baby

You is smart, you is kind and you is important. From the book/movie "The Help

That's all a grit is, a vehicle. For whatever it is you rather be eating.

Frying chicken always makes me feel a little better about life.

Things ain't never gone change in this town , Aibileen. We living in hell. Our kids is trapped.

I've been dropped off in a place I do not belong anymore. Certainly not here with Mother and Daddy, ...

I want to read what you're thinking. I'm pretty sure it's not about housekeeping.

It smells like grade school - boredom, paste, Lysoled vomit. I

I was surprise to see the world didn't stop just cause my boy did.

The first book you write because of the way it makes you feel. The second one you can't help but wonder how it's going to make the reader feel.

Sure, I dreamed of football dates, buy my real dream was that one day I would write something that people would actually read

What if I'm stuck. Here. Forever.

Because I long to feel nothing. I want to be frozen inside. I want the icy cold to blow directly on my heart.

CHAPTER 1 August 1962 MAE MOBLEY

Who knew heartbreak would be so goddamn hot.

She dumb." I sigh. "But she ain't stupid.

Who knew paper and ink could be so vicious

It's mighty strange, without a doubt Nobody knows you when you're down and out

I tucked this away, afraid to admit how good it was to hear it.

It seems like at some point you'd run out of awful.

There's no place left inside me for you.

The phone ring so I go in the kitchen and answer it. Got a little