Boo Was Our Neighbor. He Gave Us

The Book To Read Is Not The One Which Thinks For You, But The One Which Makes You Think. No Book In The World Equals The Bible For That.

I Could Think Of Nothing Else To Say To Her. In Fact I Could Never Think Of Anything To Say To Her, And I Sat Thinking Of Past Painful Conversations Between Us: How Are You, Jean Louise? Fine, Thank You Ma'am, How Are You? Very Well, Thank You; What Have You Been Doing With Yourself? Nothin'. Don't You Do Anything? Nome. Certainly You Have Friends? Yessum. Well What Do You All Do? Nothin'.

Bad Language Is A Stage All Children Go Through, And It Dies With Time When They Learn They're Not Attracting Attention With It.

Dill If You Don't Hush I'll Knock You Bowlegged.

Let The Dead Bury The Dead.