When he was nearly thirteen, my brother Jem got his arm badly broken at the elbow.

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

There are some men in this world who are born to do our unpleasant jobs for us. Your father's one of them.

When stalking one’s prey, it is best to take one’s time. Say nothing, and as sure as eggs he will become curious and emerge.

Serving on a jury forces a man to make up his mind and declare himself about something. Men don't like to do that. Sometimes it's unpleasant.

My objectives are very limited. I want to do the best I can with the talent God gave me. I hope to goodness that every novel I do gets better and better, not worse and worse.

Characters make their own plot. The dimensions of the characters determine the action of the novel.