You can choose your friends but you sho' can't choose your family, an' they're still kin to you no matter whether you acknowledge 'em or not, and it makes you look right silly when you don't.

Finders were keepers unless title was proven.

Jem gave a reasonable description of Boo: Boo was about six-and-a-half feet tall, judging from his tracks; he dined on raw squirrels and any cats he could catch, that's why his hands were bloodstained - if you ate animal raw, you could never wash the blood off. There was a long jagged scar that ran across his face; what teeth he had were yellow and rotten; his eyes popped, and he drooled most of the time.

We’re so rarely called on to be Christians, but when we are, we’ve got men like Atticus to go for us.

Best way to clear the air is to have it all out in the open.

Prejudice, a dirty word, and faith, a clean one, have something in common: they both begin where reason ends.

Long ago, in a burst of friendliness, Aunty and Uncle Jimmy produced a son named Henry.