Professional Southerners Sicken Me.

You've Got To Lie To Stay Halfway Interested In Yourself.

The Deep South Might Be Wretched, But It Can Howl.

The First Two Drinks Were Always Wonderfully Liberating. You Think Better. You're Braver, And You'll Say Anything. If You Could Just Hang In There With Two Or Three, It'd Be Beautiful. The Trouble Was I Couldn't.

Where Is The Angry Machine Of All Of Us? Why Is God Such A Blurred Magician? Why Are You Begging For Your Life If You Believe Those Things? Prove To Me That You’re Better Than The Rabbits We Ate Last Night.

I Hate To Be Fatalistic About It, But Alcoholism, It's Just In Your Genes. We Had Some Of It In My Family, And It Just Got Me.