For the life of me, I did not understand how he[Atticus] could sit there in cold blood and read a newspaper when his only son stood an excellent chance of being murdered with a Confederate Army relic.

You rarely win, but sometimes you do.

Miss Jean Louise, stand up. Your father's passin'.

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

It's not necessary to tell all you know. It's not ladylike--in the second place, folks don't like to have somebody around knowin' more than they do.

You can't really get to know a person until you get in their shoes and walk around in them.

Atticus told me to delete the adjectives and I'd have the facts.