Southern Folklore Quotes

Oh, Georgia booze is mighty fine booze, The best yuh ever poured yuh, But it eats the soles right offen yore shoes, For Hell's broke loose in Georgia.

My Southern heritage is a big part of who I am. I grew up around people who seemed like characters but are actual, real people. My grandmother made sure I had manners and all that stuff.

I come out of a strong oral tradition in the South.

I'd spent summers growing up in Mississippi, so I had an idea of what the South is like.

The storytelling tradition that you bring from the South, I don't know where it arose, but it's still there. You can't go to the feed store, or the country courthouse without running into storytellers.

Southern Gothic is alive and well. It's not just a genre, it is a way of life.

The South is a place for music, dance, and culture.

My daddy - whenever he wanted to teach us a lesson, he'd tell us a story. It's an Old South tradition.

Everything creepy and Southern isn't Faulknerian, just like everything annoying isn't Kafkaesque.

It's a very Southern thing to be interested in dark stuff.

The Deep South might be wretched, but it can howl.

I've been on what I call my UFO Tour, which means, like UFOs, I too have been appearing in small southern towns in front of a handful of hillbillies lately.

The thing that most critics miss about Faulkner is that his famous storytelling voice is, in fact, a standard Southern storytelling voice that is typical of the Gulf Coast - Mississippi, Alabama and so on.

Like every Southern writer, I thought that I needed to write the next 'Gone With the Wind.'

Every Southern man sustains me. The fragments of the stick are begged for as sacred relicts. .

William Ferris has long reigned as the unimpeachable source of the entire southern experience. His work on southern folklore and the composition of the Encyclopedia of Southern Culture have made him both legendary and necessary. His book, The Storied South , is a love song to the South Bill helped illuminate. It's a crowning achievement of his own storied career.

People may think of Southern humor in terms of missing teeth and outhouse accidents, but the best of it is a rich vein running through the best of Southern literature.

I learned to play the git-tar from an old colored man in the streets of Montgomery. He was named Tetot, and he played in a colored street band.

Somebody said he came from New Orleans, where he got in a fight over a Cajun queen. And a crushing blow from a huge right hand, sent a Louisiana fella to the Promised Land.