Boo Was Our Neighbor. He Gave Us

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.

Jen And I Were Accustomed To Our Father's Last-will-and-testament Diction, And Were At Times Free To Interrupt Atticus For A Translation When It Was Beyond Our Understanding.

You Can Choose Your Friends But You Sho' Can't Choose Your Family, An' They're Still Kin To You No Matter Whether You Acknowledge 'em Or Not, And It Makes You Look Right Silly When You Don't.

The Remainder Of My Schooldays Were No More Auspicious Than The First. Indeed, They Were An Endless Project That Slowly Evolved Into A Unit, In Which Miles Of Construction Paper And Wax Crayon Were Expended By The State Of Alabama In Its Well-meaning But Fruitless Efforts To Teach Me Group Dynamics.

I Suppose She Chose Me Because She Knew My Name; As I Read The Alphabet A Faint Line Appeared Between Her Eyebrows, And After Making Me Read Most Of My First Reader And The Stock-market Quotations From The Mobile Register Aloud, She Discovered That I Was Literate And Looked At Me With More Than Faint Distaste. Miss Caroline Told Me To Tell My Father Not To Teach Me Any More, It Would Interfere With My Reading.