Boo Was Our Neighbor. He Gave Us

She's An Old Lady And She's Ill. You Just Hold Your Head High And Be A Gentleman. Whatever She Says To You, It's Your Job Not To Let Her Make You Mad.

There Are Just Some Kind Of Men…who’re So Busy Worrying About The Next World They’ve Never Learned To Live In This One.

You Know, Many Writers Really Don't Like To Write. I Think This The Chief Complaint Of So Many. They Hate To Write; They Do It Under The Compulsion That Makes Any Artist The Victim He Is, But They Loathe The Process Of Sitting Down Trying To Turn Thoughts Into Reasonable Sentences.

Remember It’s A Sin To Kill A Mockingbird.

There's No Substitute For The Love Of Language, For The Beauty Of An English Sentence. There's No Substitute For Struggling, If A Struggle Is Needed, To Make An English Sentence As Beautiful As It Should Be.