Fannie Flagg
Fannie Flagg
Fannie Flaggis an American actress, comedian and author. She is best known as a semi-regular panelist on the 1973–82 versions of the game show Match Game and for the 1987 novel Fried Green Tomatoes at the Whistle Stop Cafe, which was adapted into the 1991 movie Fried Green Tomatoes. Flagg was nominated for an Academy Award for the screenplay adaptation...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth21 September 1944
CityBirmingham, AL
CountryUnited States of America
I think that people that are not sensitive, who seem to bang through life, do survive, but I don't think they get the really soaring feelings that people who are more artistically bent can get.
I longed to be a writer, always wanted to be a writer.
If you do everything in your power to avoid writing and still can't, then you must be a writer.
I have a lot of friends that are ex-Miss Alabamas and ex-Miss Georgias.
I brought a picture with me that I had at home, of a girl in a swing with a castle and pretty blue bubbles in the background, to hang in my room, but that nurse here said the girl was naked from the waist up and not appropriate. You know, I've had that picture for fifty years and I never knew she was naked. If you ask me, I don't think the old men they've got here can see well enough to notice that she's bare-breasted. But, this is a Methodist home, so she's in the closet with my gallstones.
Face it girls. I'm older and I have more insurance.
There Lives More Faith in Honest Doubt, Believe Me, Than Half the Creeds. - Alfred, Lord Tennyson
No matter what you look like, there's somebody who's gonna think you're the handsomest man in the world.
Albert and I would spend hours and hours looking at them. Cleo had this big magnifying glass on his desk, and we'd find centipedes and grasshoppers and beetles and potato bugs, ants . . . and put them in a jar and look at them. They have the sweetest little faces and the cutest expressions. After we'd looked at them all we wanted to, we'd put them in the yard and let them go on about their business.
One gal drank a can of floor wax and topped it off with a cup of Clorox, trying to separate herself from the same world he was in.
People cain't help being what they are any more than a skunk can help being a skunk. Don't you think if they had their choice they would rather be something else? Sure they would. People are just weak.
He had mourned each of those great trains as, one by one, they were pulled off the lines and left to rust in some yard, like old aristocrats, fading away; antique relics of times gone by.
The ones that hurt the most always say the least.
I just know there's an albino living in the colored quarters. I can feel it in my bones.