Quotations by Frank Yerby
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Born: Tuesday, September 5, 1916
Died: Friday, November 29, 1991 (75 years old)
About fifteen miles above New Orleans the river goes very slowly. It has broadened out there until it is almost a sea and the water is yellow with the mud of half a continent. Where the sun strikes it, it is golden.
(Keywords: Sea, Sun, Water)
From where they stood, they could see the castle.
There was no wind in all that sweep of sky.
(Keywords: Sky, Wind)
When it was over, it was not really over, and that was the trouble.