Sometimes The Bible In The Hands Of

Again, As I Had Often Met It In My Own Church, I Was Confronted With The Impurity Of Women Doctrine That Seemed To Preoccupy All Clergymen.

The Things That Happen To People We Never Really Know. What Happens In Houses Behind Closed Doors, What Secrets -

I Could Think Of Nothing Else To Say To Her. In Fact I Could Never Think Of Anything To Say To Her, And I Sat Thinking Of Past Painful Conversations Between Us: How Are You, Jean Louise? Fine, Thank You Ma'am, How Are You? Very Well, Thank You; What Have You Been Doing With Yourself? Nothin'. Don't You Do Anything? Nome. Certainly You Have Friends? Yessum. Well What Do You All Do? Nothin'.

It's Not Necessary To Tell All You Know. It's Not Ladylike--in The Second Place, Folks Don't Like To Have Somebody Around Knowin' More Than They Do.

Neighbors Bring Food With Death And Flowers With Sickness And Little Things In Between. Boo Was Our Neighbor. He Gave Us Two Soap Dolls, A Broken Watch And Chain, A Pair Of Good-luck Pennies, And Our Lives. But Neighbors Give In Return. We Never Put Back Into The Tree What We Took Out Of It: We Had Given Him Nothing, And It Made Me Sad.