Kathryn Stockett
Kathryn Stockett
Kathryn Stockett is an American novelist. She is known for her 2009 debut novel, The Help, which is about African-American maids working in white households in Jackson, Mississippi, during the 1960s...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionNovelist
CountryUnited States of America
mother brother eye
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. But it wasn't just smoking or skirting around Mother. It was having someone look at you after your mother has nearly fretted herself to death because you are freakishly tall and frizzy and odd. Someone whose eyes simply said, without words, You are fine with me.
book giving missing
Great books give you a feeling that you miss all day, until you finally get to crawl back inside those pages again.
believe choices i-realized
....I realized I actually had a choice in what I could believe.
book order california
I always order the banned books from a black market dealer in California, figuring if the State of Mississippi banned them, they must be good.
life morning believe
Ever morning, until you dead in the ground, you gone have to make this decision. You gone have to ask yourself, "Am I gone believe what them fools say about me today?
women book two
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.
writing bother ifs
Write about what disturbs you, particularly if it bothers no one else.
wonder ifs happens
...and that's when I get to wondering, what would happen if I told her she something good, ever day?
dark insanity feelings
I always thought insanity would be a dark, bitter feeling, but it is drenching and delicious if you really roll around in it.
wall air house
That was the day my whole world went black. Air looked black. Sun looked black. I laid up in bed and stared at the black walls of my house….Took three months before I even looked out the window, see the world still there. I was surprised to see the world didn’t stop.
house
Why don't we just build you an house outside Hilly?
water feelings burning
Truth. It feels cool, like water washing over my sticky-hot body. Cooling a heat that's been burning me up all my life. Truth, I say inside my head again, just for that feeling.
hair soap
I intend to stay on her like hair on soap.