I Wanted You To See What Real

Ladies In Bunches Always Filled Me With Vague Apprehension And A Firm Desire To Be Elsewhere.

Atticus Said That Jem Was Trying Hard To Forget Something, But What He Was Really Doing Was Storing It Away For A While, Until Enough Time Passed. Then He Would Be Able To Think About It And Sort Things Out. When He Was Able To Think About It, Jem Would Be Himself Again.

A Man Can Condemn His Enemies, But It's Wiser To Know Them.

Summer Was Our Best Season: It Was Sleeping On The Back Screeneed Porch In Cots, Or Trying To Sleep In The Treehouse; Summer Was Everything Good To Eat;it Was A Thousand Colors In A Parched Landscape.

I Didn't Expect The Book To Sell In The First Place. I Was Hoping For A Quick And Merciful Death At The Hands Of Reviewers But At The Same Time I Sort Of Hoped That Maybe Someone Would Like It Enough To Give Me Encouragement. Public Encouragement. I Hoped For A Little, As I Said, But I Got Rather A Whole Lot, And In Some Ways This Was Just About As Frightening As The Quick, Merciful Death I'd Expected.