Linda: Nobody's perfect. There was never a perfect person around. You just have half-angel and half-devil in you.
Linda: This farmer, he had a big spread, and a lot of money. Whoever was sitting in a chair when he'd come around, why they'd stand up and give it to him.
Linda: Wasn't no harm in him. You'd give him a flower, he'd keep it forever.
Linda: You know how people are. You tell them something, they start talking.
Linda: I was hopin' things would work out for her. She was a good friend of mine.
Linda: Sometimes I'd feel very old, like my whole life is over, like I'm not around no more.
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.
The Farmer: I think I love you.
Abby: What a nice thing to say.
Bill: You know what I thought when I first saw you?
Bill: I thought, "If only I could touch her, then everything'd be all right".
Bill: I was afraid of never see you again.
The Farmer: You're like an angel.
Abby: I wish I was.
Linda: I've been thinking what to do wit' my future. I could be a mud doctor. Checkin' out the eart'. Underneat'.
Linda: There were people sufferin' in pain and hunger. Some people their tongues were hangin' out of their mouths.
Harvest Hand: Your sister keep you warm at night, does she?