I'm Charles Baker Harris...i Can Read

We Said Good-bye, And Dill Went Inside The House. He Evidently Remembered He Was Engaged To Me, For He Ran Back Out And Kissed Me Swiftly In Front Of Jem. "yawl Write, Hear?" He Bawled After Us.

I Do Much Of My Creative Thinking While Golfing. If People Know You're Working At Home They Think Nothing Of Walking In For A Cup Of Coffee, But Wouldn't Dream Of Interrupting On The Golf Course.

You Can't Really Get To Know A Person Until You Get In Their Shoes And Walk Around In Them.

The One Place Where A Man Ought To Get A Square Deal Is In A Courtroom, Be He Any Color Of The Rainbow, But People Have A Way Of Carrying Their Resentments Right Into A Jury Box.

Dill Said Striking A Match Under A Turtle Was Hateful. “how Do You Know A Match Don't Hurt Him?” “turtles Can't Feel, Stupid,” Said Jem. “where You Ever A Turtle, Huh?