I wanted you to see what real courage is, instead of getting the idea that courage is a man with a gun in his hand.

Real courage is when you know you're licked before you begin, but you begin anyway and see it through no matter what.

Talking to Francis gave me the sensation of settling slowly to the bottom of the ocean.

Atticus had said it was the polite thing to talk to people about what they were interested in, not about what you were interested in.

Miss Caroline seemed unaware that the ragged, denim-shirted and floursack-skirted first grade, most of whom had chopped cotton and fed hogs from the time they were able to walk, were immune to imaginative literature.

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.

Hey, Mr. Cunningham. How's your entailment gettin' along?