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“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 Help
― The Help

“The point is, I can鈥檛 tell you how to succeed. But I can tell you how not to: Give in to the shame of being rejected and put your manuscript鈥攐r painting, song, voice, dance moves, [insert passion here]鈥攊n the coffin that is your bedside drawer and close it for good. I guarantee you that it won鈥檛 take you anywhere. Or you could do what this writer did: Give in to your obsession instead.”
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“If chocolate was a sound, it would've been Constantine's voice singing. If singing was a color, it would've been the color of that chocolate.”
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“But I do not know what to tell myself. Stuart needs "space" and "time," as if this were physics and not a human relationship.”
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“I slip off my flats and walk down the front porch steps, while Mother calls out for me to put my shoes back on, threatening ringworm, mosquito, encephalitis. The inevitability of death by no shoes. Death by no husband.”
― The Help
― The Help

“Ever afternoon, me and Baby Girl set in the. rocking chair before her nap. Ever afternoon, I tell her: You kind, you smart, you important. But she growing up and I know, soon, them few words ain't gone be enough.”
― The Help
― The Help

“鈥擲i alguna muj茅 blanca lee alg煤n d铆a mi historia, s贸lo quiero que recuerde esto: que dar las grasias de coraz贸n cuando piensas en to lo que alguien ha hecho por ti 鈥攎ueve la cabeza y mira la mesa llena de ara帽azos鈥�, es algo mu bonito.”
― The Help
― The Help

“There is nothing else to say, so I just murmur, "I know. Thank you for the chance." And I add, "Merry Christmas, Missus Stein."
"We call it Hanukkah, but thank you, Miss Phelan.”
― The Help
"We call it Hanukkah, but thank you, Miss Phelan.”
― The Help

“And she is remembering the words I put in her head...."You is kind," she say, "you is smart. You is important.”
― Paix : l'exposition
― Paix : l'exposition
“When he has disappeared, Mother clears her throat. I don't turn around and look at her in the rocking chair. I don't want her to see the disappointment in my face that he's gone.
"Go ahead, Mother," I finally mutter. "Say what you want to say."
"Don't you let him cheapen you."
I look back at her, eye her suspiciously, even though she is so frail under the wool blanket. Sorry is the fool who ever underestimates my mother.
"If Stuart doesn't know how intelligent and kind I raised you to be, he can march straight on back to State Street." She narrows her eyes at the winter land. "Frankly, I don't care much for Stuart. He doesn't know how lucky he was to have you.”
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"Go ahead, Mother," I finally mutter. "Say what you want to say."
"Don't you let him cheapen you."
I look back at her, eye her suspiciously, even though she is so frail under the wool blanket. Sorry is the fool who ever underestimates my mother.
"If Stuart doesn't know how intelligent and kind I raised you to be, he can march straight on back to State Street." She narrows her eyes at the winter land. "Frankly, I don't care much for Stuart. He doesn't know how lucky he was to have you.”
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“Shame ain鈥檛 black, Like dirt, like I always thought it was. Shame be the color of the new white uniform your mother ironed all night to pay for, white without a smudge or a speck of work dirt on it.”
― The Help
― The Help

“Minny's hands is in fists. She gritting her teeth.
"Shot him right in front a his children, Aibileen."
"We gone pray for the Everses, we gone pray for Myrlie..."
but it just sound so empty, so I stop.”
― The Help
"Shot him right in front a his children, Aibileen."
"We gone pray for the Everses, we gone pray for Myrlie..."
but it just sound so empty, so I stop.”
― The Help
“I sat in the study parlor and wrote for hours-mostly term papers but also short stories, bad poetry, episodes of Dr. Kildare, Pall Mall jingles, letters of complaint, ransom notes, love letters to boys I'd seen in class but hadn't the nerve to speak to, all of which I never mailed. Sure, I dreamed of having football dates, but my real dream was that one day I would write something that people would actually read.”
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“I used to dash by, feeling like a dartboard, a big red bull's-eye that Mother pinged darts at.”
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