Flannery O'Connor Quote
Who’s there? the voice from inside said and there was a quality about it now that seemed final. The knob rattled and the voice said peremptorily, Who’s there, I ast you? Parker bent down and put his mouth near the stuffed keyhole. Obadiah, he whispered and all at once he felt the light pouring through him, turning his spider web soul into a perfect arabesque of colors, a garden of trees and birds and beasts.
Flannery O'Connor
Who’s there? the voice from inside said and there was a quality about it now that seemed final. The knob rattled and the voice said peremptorily, Who’s there, I ast you? Parker bent down and put his mouth near the stuffed keyhole. Obadiah, he whispered and all at once he felt the light pouring through him, turning his spider web soul into a perfect arabesque of colors, a garden of trees and birds and beasts.
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About Flannery O'Connor
She was a Southern writer who often wrote in a sardonic Southern Gothic style and relied heavily on regional settings and grotesque characters, often in violent situations. An unsentimental acceptance or rejection of the limitations, imperfections or differences of these characters (whether attributed to disability, race, crime, religion or sanity) typically underpins the drama.
Her writing reflects her Roman Catholic faith and frequently examines questions of Catholicism-defined morality and ethics. Her posthumously compiled Complete Stories won the 1972 U.S. National Book Award for Fiction and has been the subject of enduring praise.