Everybody’s Gotta Learn, Nobody’s Born Knowing.

I'm Little But I'm Old.

Let The Dead Bury The Dead.

Things Are Always Better In The Morning.

Calpurnia Evidently Remembered A Rainy Sunday When We Were Both Fatherless And Teacherless. Let To Its Own Devices, The Class Tied Eunice Ann Simpson To A Chair And Placed Her In The Furnace Room. We Forgot Her, Trooped Upstairs To Church, And Were Listening Quietly To The Sermon When A Dreadful Banging Issued From The Radiator Pipes, Persisting Until Someone Investigated And Brought Forth Eunice Ann Saying She Didn't Want To Play Shadrach Any More - Jem Finch Said She Wouldn't Get Burnt If She Had Enough Faith, But It Was Hot Down There.

This Time We Aren't Fighting The Yankees, We're Fighting Our Friends. But Remember This, No Matter How Bitter Things Get, They're Still Our Friends And This Is Still Our Home.