#sissi

I sat there listening to "We Shall Overcome," looking out of the window at the passing Mississippi landscape. ↗

— Anne Moody

#mississippi-authors #age

But courage was growing in me too. Little by little it was getting harder and harder for me not to speak out. ↗

— Anne Moody

#courage #mississippi-authors #age

As she drove the Trace, each curve revealing a scene rich with life and as picturesque as illustrations from a children's book, Anna was struck again by the beauty of the state. Over her years as a Yankee and a Westerner, she'd heard Mississippi described many ways. Beautiful had never been one of them. ↗

— Nevada Barr

#beauty

Sit on the truth too long and you mash the life right out of it. ↗

— Margaret McMullan

#mississippi #young-adult-fiction #life

We know You love us. We love You, too. I mean, six, seven thousand years from now . . . won't make no difference, will it? Everybody gonna be so mixed up by then that far in the future that they all gonna be the same color by then, ain't they? ↗

— Larry Brown

#mississippi-authors #race #love

A thousand times, when the train slowed or stopped, I thought of jumping off. I wanted to die in a ditch. I wanted to disappear. I wanted a different history and geography. In rhythm with the wheels I said I want I want I want I want I stayed on the train. ↗

— Lewis Nordan

#music