Occupation: Novelist Birth: 1969
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 say it's like true love, good help. you only get one in a lifetime.....there is so much you don't know about a person. i wonder if i could've ma….
It weren’t too loo long before I seen something in me, had changed. A bitter seed was planted inside of me. And I just didn’t feel so, accepting, any….
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..
They say it's like true love, good help. You only get one in a lifetime..
Womens, they ain't like men. A woman ain't gone beat you with a stick. Miss Hilly wouldn't pull no pistol on me. Miss Leefolt wouldn't come burn my h….
The point is, I can’t 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—or paint….
It seems like at some point you'd run out of awful..
That's what I love about Aibileen, she can take the most complicated things in life and wrap them up so small and simple, they'll fit right in your p….
Im a Southerner - I never take satisfaction in touching a nerve..
Cause everbody care. Black, white, deep down we all do..
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 comi….
Lord, I never seen blue hair on a black woman before or since. Leroy say you look like a cracker from outer space..
I intend to stay on her like hair on soap..
Oh, it was delicious to have someone to keep secrets with. If I'd had a sister or a brother closer in age, I guessed that's what it would be like. Bu….
I may not remember my name or what country I live in, but you and that pie is something I will never forget..
The day your child says she hates you, and every child will go through the phase, it kicks like a foot in the stomach..
Rule Number One for working for a white lady, Minny: it is nobody’s business. You keep your nose out of your White Lady’s problems, you don’t go cryi….
As children, we looked up to our maids and our nannies, who were playing in some ways the role of our mothers. They were paid to be nice to us, to lo….
She's wearing a tight red sweater and a red skirt and enough makeup to scare a hooker..
Everyone knows how we white people feel, the glorified Mammy figure who dedicates her whole life to a white family. Margaret Mitchell covered that. B….