We are just two people. Not that much separates us. Not nearly as much as I'd thought.

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.

You is kind. You is smart. You is important.

...and that's when I get to wondering, what would happen if I told her she something good, ever day?

I was surprise to see the world didn't stop just cause my boy did.

Who knew paper and ink could be so vicious

All I'm saying is, kindness don't have no boundaries.

That's what I love about Aibileen, she can take the most complicated things in life and wrap them up so small and simple, they'll fit right in your pocket.

it always sound scarier when a hollerer talk soft.

Miss Leefolt sigh, hang up the phone like she just don't know how her brain gone operate without Miss Hilly coming over to push the Think buttons.

It weren’t too loo long before I seen something in me, had changed. A bitter seed was planted inside of me. And I just didn’t feel so, accepting, anymore.

I love you too, Will Blakelee, " she whispered, leaning in to kiss him again.

Men who have been in war have a different attitude about being wronged.

In our culture I think most people think of grief as sadness, and that's certainly part of it, a large part of it, but there's also this thorniness, these edges that come out.

I love every period in design history. Even the ugly ones.

And I'm scared. I'm scared for my life.

Scent is often underestimated, when it can be the most evocative.

Strength is the outcome of need; security sets a premium on feebleness.

I feel like everybody knows the world isn't the happiest, most peaceful place. And though everybody has an idea of what's wrong, we're not changing it for the better.

I didn't have anyone to play with so I made up my own world.

The ego is like a kid in the basement: It's best to keep him busy.