Every time I look at Atlanta I see what a quarter of a million Confederate soldiers died to prevent.

Southern barbecue is the closest thing we have in the US to Europe’s wines or cheeses; drive a hundred miles and the barbecue changes.

Drive a hundred miles and the barbecue changes.

Barbecue is the third rail of North Carolina politics.

I don't think massification and globalization and all those other 'izations' are necessarily hostile to regionalism.

Southerners smile more than other Americans.

The nature of the South is changing faster than the stereotypes are. Much of the South now looks like San Jose. Is it still southern?

Why can I write 'South' with some assurance that you'll know I mean Richmond and don't mean Phoenix? What is it that the South's boundaries enclose?

If you care to define the South as a poor, rural region with lousy race relations, that South survives only in geographical shreds and patches and most Southerners don't live there any more.

Any Southern nationalist movement, especially one that wraps itself in the Confederate flag, is going to be viewed with suspicion, given the historical record.

Dixie has just fallen to pieces. There are little patches of Dixie. But even in the heart of Dixie - in Alabama - Dixie is slipping. They've stopped using the word in commercial listings.

Memory has strange power keeps full data of the past.

Knowing the precies answers is not as crucial as the certainty that the answers do, in fact, exist.

You think you know your possibilities. Then other people come into your life and suddenly there are so many more.

That's, of course, the beautiful thing about science - that it's all about things we don't understand, not just the things we do understand.

I always had this New York fantasy of living in a glass high-rise.

Great shooters are one dribble guys.

The unique ability to take decisive action while maintainign focus on the ultimate mission is what defines a true leader.

Yet is our deepest desire is truly to live and go on living, why do we blindly insist that death is the end? Why not at least try and explore the possibility that there may be a life after?

We feed it [Resistance] with power by our fear of it. Master that fear and we conquer Resistance.

I believe in religion against the religious; in the pitifulness of orisons, and in the sublimity of prayer.