Best 7 quotes of Robert Newton Peck on MyQuotes

A good writer writes with a camera, not a pen.

A plot is two dogs and one bone.

I’d heard about the Baptists from Jacob Henry’s mother. According to her, Baptists were a strange lot. They put you in water to see how holy you were. Then they ducked you under the water three times. Didn’t matter a whit if you could swim or no. If you didn’t come up, you got dead and your mortal soul went to Hell. But if you did come up, it was even worse. You had to be a Baptist.

My backside and my privates. I’m stuck so full of prickers, it makes me smart just to think on it.

It always looked to me like she was smiling. In fact, I know she was. Lots if things smile, like a flower to the sun. And one thing sure. I knew that just like I could smile to see Pinky, she sure could smile to see me.

Never miss a chance...to keep your mouth shut.

Somehow, the Good Lord don't want to see no man start a cold morning with just black coffee.