Again, As I Had Often Met It

Turtles Don't Feel, Stupid," Said Jem. "were You Ever A Turtle, Huh?

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.

I Had Never Thought About It, But Summer Was Dill By The Fishpool Smoking String, Dill's Eyes Alive With Complicated Plans To Make Boo Radley Emerge; Summer Was The Swiftness With Which Dill Would Reach Up And Kiss Me When Jem Was Not Looking, The Longings We Sometimes Felt Each Other Feel. With Him, Life Was Routine; Without Him, Life Was Unbearable..." - Scout Finch

She Knew Full Well The Enormity Of Her Offense, But Because Her Desires Were Stronger Than The Code She Was Breaking, She Persisted In Breaking It.

They've Done It Before And They'll Do It Again And When They Do It -- Seems That Only The Children Weep. Good Night.