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

It's not necessary to tell all you know.

If there's just one kind of folks, why can't they get along with each other? If they're all alike, why do they go out of their way to despise each other? Scout, I think I'm beginning to understand something. I think I'm beginning to understand why Boo Radley's stayed shut up in the house all this time. It's because he wants to stay inside.

Sometimes it’s better to bend the law a little in special cases.

It was times like these when I thought my father, who hated guns and had never been to any wars, was the bravest man who ever lived.

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.

Way back about nineteen-twenty there was a Klan... The Ku Klux's gone... It'll never come back.