Quotes from Harper Lee

Tienen derecho a creerlo, ciertamente, y tienen derecho a que se respeten en absoluto sus opiniones -contestó Atticus-, pero antes de poder vivir con otras personas tengo que vivir conmigo mismo. La única cosa que no se rige por la regla de la mayoría es la conciencia de uno.

He was bleeding slowly to death in the midst of abundance, for his life's blood was poverty.

Scout, let's get us a baby." "Where?

If I could have explained these things to Miss Caroline, I would have saved myself some inconvenience and Miss Caroline subsequent mortification, but it was beyond my ability to explain things as well as Atticus, so I said, "You're shamin' him, Miss Caroline. Walter hasn't got a quarter at home to bring you, and you can't use any stovewood.

wanted you to see what real courage is, instead of getting the idea that courage is a man with a gun in his hand. It's when you know you're licked before you begin but you begin anyway and you see it through no matter what.

The same families married the same families until relationships were hopelessly entangled and the members of the community looked monotonously alike.

went to the back yard and found Jem plugging away at a tin can, which seemed stupid with all the bluejays around.

There's nothing like a blood-curdling hymn to make you feel at home

With green envy, she watched Henry's effortless mastery of the automobile. Cars are his servants, she thought. "Power steering? Automatic transmission?" she said. "You bet," he said. "Well, what if everything shuts off and you don't have any gears to shift. You'd be in trouble then, wouldn't you?" "But everything won't shut off." "How do you know?" "That's what faith is. Come here.

Mrs. Merryweather was one of those childless adults who find it necessary to assume a different tone of voice when speaking to children.

You're starting off on the wrong foot in every way, my dear. Hold out your hand." I thought she was going to spit in it, which was the only reason anybody in Maycomb held out his hand: it was a time-honored method of sealing oral contracts.

They had never been able to sustain fifteen minutes' conversation with one another without advancing irreconcilable points of view, invigorating in friendships, but in close blood relations producing only uneasy cordiality.

you've got to do something about her," Aunty was saying. "You've let things go on too long, Atticus, too long." "I don't see any harm in letting her go out there. Cal'd look after her there as well as she does here." Who was the "her" they were talking about? My heart sank: me. I felt the starched walls of a pink cotton penitentiary closing in on me, and for the second time in my life I thought of running away. Immediately.

I am a stranger at a cocktail party.

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.

There are just some kind of men who – who're so busy worrying about the next world they've never learned to live in this one

the time your friends need you is when they're wrong, Jean Louise.

Because I could never ask you to mind me again. Scout, simply by the nature of the work, every lawyer gets at least one casein his lifetime that affects him personally. This one's mine, I guess. You might hear some ugly talk about it at school, but do one thing for me if you will: you just hold your head high and keep those fists down. No matter what anybody says to you, don't let 'em get your goat. Try fighting with your head for once... it's a good one, even if it does resist learning.

Almost died first year I come to school and et them pecans—folks say he pizened 'em and put 'em over on the school side of the fence.

She was furious, and when she was furious Calpurnia's grammar became erratic. When in tranquility, her grammar was as good as anybody's in Maycomb. Atticus said Calpurnia had more education than most colored folks.

There's some folks who don't eat like us," she whispered fiercely, "but you ain't called on to contradict 'em at the table when they don't.

the southern edge of town. Tim was a liver-colored bird dog, the pet of Maycomb. "What's he doing?" "I don't know, Scout. We better go home.

lo hizo sumamente bien: nunca estaba demasiado cansado para jugar al escondite, ni demasiado ocupado para inventar historias maravillosas, ni demasiado absorto en sus problemas para no escuchar con toda seriedad una queja. Cada

Bine zicea Atticus: nu-l poÈ›i înÈ›elege pe altul dac? nu-È›i pui papucii lui È™i nu umbli cu ei. La drept vorbind, era destul s? stai È™i pe veranda casei Radley.