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My mother, Southern to the bone, once told me, “All Southern literature can be summed up in these words: ‘On the night the hogs ate Willie, Mama died when she heard what Daddy did to Sister.’” She raised me up to be a Southern writer, but it wasn’t easy.

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Red Hook Road made me happy, and happy to be alive. It took me out of my home on the coast of South Carolina, placed me in the town along Red hook Road, and changed me the way good books always do.
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Alive Happy Hook Made Red Road
South Carolina is not a state; it is a cult.
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Cult South State
One can learn anything, anything at all, I thought, if provided by a gifted and passionate teacher.
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All Anything Can Gifted Learn One Passionate Teacher Thought
Here is all I ask of a book- give me everything. Everything, and don’t leave out a single word.
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All Ask Book Everything Give Here Leave Single Word
I would always be a better hater of things and institutions than a lover of them.
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Always Better Hater Institution Lover Thing Would
Put me into a crusader’s armor, a cardinal’s vestments. Let me feel the pygmy’s heartbeat, the queen’s breast, the torturer’s pleasure, the Nile’s taste, or the nomad’s thirst.
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Amor Feel Let Pleasure Put Queen Taste Torture
If the writing is good, then the result seems effortless and inevitable. But when you want to say something life-changing or ineffable in a single sentence, you face both the limitations of the sentence itself and the extent of your own talent.
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Effortless Extech Ineffable Limitation Own Result Sentence Something Talent Want
Teach them the quiet words of kindness, to live beyond themselves.
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Beyond Kindness Live Quiet Teach Them Themselves Word
Writing is the only way I have to explain my own life to myself.
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Explain Have Life Myself Only Write
The Storied South , is a love song to the South Bill helped illuminate. It’s a crowning achievement of his own storied career.
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Achievement Career Help Illuminate Song South Story
My mother, Southern to the bone, once told me, “All Southern literature can be summed up in these words: ‘On the night the hogs ate Willie, Mama died when she heard what Daddy did to Sister.’” She raised me up to be a Southern writer, but it wasn’t easy.
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Bone Literature Me Mother Once Southern Summed Told Word
Books are living things and their task lies in their vows of silence.
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Book Lie Live Silence Tale Thing Vow
Carolina beach music,” Dupree said, coming up on the porch. “The holiest sound on earth.
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Beach Come Country Earth Holiest Music Place Porch Said Sound
Silence (can) be the most eloquent form of lying.
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Eloquent Lie Most Silence
A recipe is a story that ends with a good meal.
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End Good Meal Recipe Story
Baseball fans love numbers. They love to swirl them around their mouths like Bordeaux wine.
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Around Baseball Bordeaux Fan Love Mouth Number Swirl Wine

My mother, Southern to the bone, once told me, “All Southern literature can be summed up in these words: ‘On the night the hogs ate Willie, Mama died when she heard what Daddy did to Sister.’” She raised me up to be a Southern writer, but it wasn’t easy.

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My mother, Southern to the bone, once told me, “All Southern literature can be summed up in these words: ‘On the night the hogs ate Willie, Mama died when she heard what Daddy did to Sister.’” She raised me up to be a Southern writer, but it wasn’t easy.

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