"I'm walking across America. I started in upper New York state in October and I'm heading down through the Deep South and then on over to the West Coast." Chapter 1: Page 2

"We informed Northerners also knew only too well that Southern rednecks were in a quiet war to wipe the blacks off the face of the earth. Plus the Indians, who were already pickled. And Communism? Whatever that was, it couldn't be any worse than the capitalist pig warmongers who ran this country." Chapter 2: Page 14

"It had happened again. I had met another American whose generosity, it began to seem to me, gushed out of the spirit of this land." Chapter 9: Page 86

"'Let me make myself a little clearer, you white trash,' the SBI man said, with one-hundred-proof hatred. 'If you ain't out of this town soon-real soon-we might accidentally find you hangin' from that pine over...