The Farmer: I always thought that being alone was just something that a man had to put up with. It was like I just got used to it.
Linda: There were people sufferin' in pain and hunger. Some people their tongues were hangin' out of their mouths.
Linda: Sometimes I'd feel very old, like my whole life is over, like I'm not around no more.
Linda: Nobody's perfect. There was never a perfect person around. You just have half-angel and half-devil in you.
Linda: The sun looks ghostly when there's a mist on a river and everything's quiet. I never knowed it before. And you could see people on the shore, but they was far off and you couldn't see what they were doing. They were probably... calling for help or something, or they were trying to bury somebody or something.
Linda: I've been thinking what to do wit' my future. I could be a mud doctor. Checkin' out the eart'. Underneat'.
Linda: You know how people are. You tell them something, they start talking.