Long Ago, In A Burst Of Friendliness,

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.

I Was Born Good But Had Grown Progressively Worse Every Year. Scout

She's An Old Lady And She's Ill. You Just Hold Your Head High And Be A Gentleman. Whatever She Says To You, It's Your Job Not To Let Her Make You Mad.

There's No Substitute For The Love Of Language, For The Beauty Of An English Sentence. There's No Substitute For Struggling, If A Struggle Is Needed, To Make An English Sentence As Beautiful As It Should Be.

As I Made My Way Home, I Thought Jem And I Would Get Grown But There Wasn't Much Else For Us To Learn, Except Possibly Algebra.