The One Thing That Doesn't Abide By

Sometimes The Bible In The Hands Of One Man Is Worse Than A Whiskey Bottle In The Hands Of Another.

Any Writer Worth His Salt Writes To Please Himself...it's A Self-exploratory Operation That Is Endless. An Exorcism Of Not Necessarily His Demon, But Of His Divine Discontent.

People Generally See What They Look For, And Hear What They Listen For.

Nothin’s Real Scary Except In Books.

If There's Just One Kind Of Folks, Why Can't They Get Along With Each Other? If They're All Alike, Why Do They Go Out Of Their Way To Despise Each Other? Scout, I Think I'm Beginning To Understand Something. I Think I'm Beginning To Understand Why Boo Radley's Stayed Shut Up In The House All This Time. It's Because He Wants To Stay Inside.