Fannie Flagg

Fannie Flagg
Fannie Flaggis an American actress, comedian and author. She is best known as a semi-regular panelist on the 1973–82 versions of the game show Match Game and for the 1987 novel Fried Green Tomatoes at the Whistle Stop Cafe, which was adapted into the 1991 movie Fried Green Tomatoes. Flagg was nominated for an Academy Award for the screenplay adaptation...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth21 September 1944
CityBirmingham, AL
CountryUnited States of America
If you do everything in your power to avoid writing and still can't, then you must be a writer.
I wonder how many people don't get the one they want, but end up with the one they're supposed to be with.
Being a successful person is not necessarily defined by what you have achieved, but by what you have overcome.
Don't give up before the miracle happens.
You know, a heart can be broken, but it keeps on beating, just the same.
If you cage a wild thing, you can be sure it will die, but if you let it run free, nine times out of ten it will run back home.
Yes, I suffer terribly from depression. I have to work at being happy, it's not my natural instinct. My natural instinct is, if something wonderful happens, to throw water in my own face.
In order to be Miss Anybody you had to have excellent grades, and I had terrible grades because of my dyslexia.
Marriage. Isn't it great? Each time you fall back in love with your [spouse] it gets better and better.
The food in the South is as important as food anywhere because it defines a person's culture.
The line between the public life and the private life has been erased, due to the rapid decline of manners and courtesy. There is a certain crudeness and crassness that has suddenly become accepted behavior, even desirable.
He had mourned each of those great trains as, one by one, they were pulled off the lines and left to rust in some yard, like old aristocrats, fading away; antique relics of times gone by.
That's what I'm living on now, honey, dreams, dreams of what I used to do.
Albert and I would spend hours and hours looking at them. Cleo had this big magnifying glass on his desk, and we'd find centipedes and grasshoppers and beetles and potato bugs, ants . . . and put them in a jar and look at them. They have the sweetest little faces and the cutest expressions. After we'd looked at them all we wanted to, we'd put them in the yard and let them go on about their business.