Where are your pants, son?
I know now what he was trying to do, but Atticus was only a man. It takes a woman to do that kind of work.
When a child asks you something, answer him, for goodness' sake.
Whatever she says to you, itโs your job not to let her make you mad.
Writing is simply something you must do. It's rather like virtue in that it is its own reward.
I do my best to love everybody