As A Reader I Loathe Introductions...introductions Inhibit

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.

He Turned Out The Light And Went Into Jem's Room. He Would Be There All Night, And He Would Be There When Jem Waked Up In The Morning.

I've Been Writing As Long As I've Been Able To Form Words. I Never Wrote With An Idea Of Publishing Anything Until I Began Working On '[to Kill A] Mockingbird'. I Think That What Went Before May Have Been A Rather Subconscious Form Of Learning How To Write, Of Training Myself.

...but Before I Can Live With Other Folks I've Got To Live With Myself.

You Just Hold Your Head High And Keep Those Fists Down. No Matter What Anybody Says To You, Don't You Let 'em Get Your Goat. Try Fighting With Your Head For A Change...