That boy is your company. And if he wants to eat up that tablecloth, you let him, you hear?

Dill was off again. Beautiful things floated around in his dreamy head. He could read two books to my one, but he preferred the magic of his own inventions. He could add and subtract faster than lightning, but he preferred his own twilight world, a world where babies slept, waiting to be gathered like morning lilies.

Atticus, he was real nice." "Most people are, Scout, when you finally see them.

I had never thought about it, but summer was Dill by the fishpool smoking string, Dill's eyes alive with complicated plans to make Boo Radley emerge; summer was the swiftness with which Dill would reach up and kiss me when Jem was not looking, the longings we sometimes felt each other feel. With him, life was routine; without him, life was unbearable..." - Scout Finch

People in their right minds never take pride in their talents.

A man can condemn his enemies, but it's wiser to know them.

Atticus said naming people after Confederate generals made slow steady drinkers.