I Don't Hafta Take His Sass

Naturally, You Don't Sit Down In "white Hot Inspiration" And Write With A Burning Flame In Front Of You. But Since I Knew I Could Never Be Happy Being Anything But A Writer, And Mockingbird Put Itself Together For Me So Accommodatingly, I Kept At It Because I Knew It Had To Be My First Novel, For Better Or For Worse.

There's A Lot Of Ugly Things In This World, Son. I Wish I Could Keep 'em All Away From You. That's Never Possible.

Folks Were Doin' A Lot Of Runnin' That Night

Ladies In Bunches Always Filled Me With Vague Apprehension And A Firm Desire To Be Elsewhere.

Summer, And He Watches His Children's Heart Break. Autumn Again And Boo's Children Needed Him. Atticus Was Right. One Time He Said You Never Really Know A Man Until You Stand In His Shoes And Walk Around In Them. Just Standing On The Radley Porch Was Enough.