So you're the little woman who wrote the book that started this great war!

I's wicked I is. I's mighty wicked; anyhow I can't help it.

'Uncle Tom's Cabin' came from the heart rather than the head. It was an outburst of deep feeling, a cry in the darkness. The writer no more thought of style or…

I 'spect I growed. Don't think nobody never made me.