He turned out the light and went into Jem's room. He would be there all night, and he would be there when Jem waked up in the morning.

I say guilt, gentlemen, because it was guilt that motivated her. She has committed no crime, she has merely broken a rigid and time-honored code of our society.

I was not so sure, but Jem told me I was being a girl, that girls always imagined things, that’s why other people hated them so, and if I started behaving like one I could just go off and find some to play with.

People who write for reward by way of recognition or monetary gain don't know what they're doing. They're in the category of those who write; they are not writers. Writing is simply something you must do. It's rather like virtue in that it is its own reward. Writing is selfish and contradictory in its terms. First of all, you're writing for an audience of one, you must please the one person you're writing for. Yourself.

There's a lot of ugly things in this world, son. I wish I could keep 'em all away from you. That's never possible.

hold your head high and keep those fists down - Atticus Finch

Why reasonable people go stark raving mad when anything involving a Negro comes up, is something I don't pretend to understand.