Quotes from Harper Lee

She loved everything that grew on God's earth, even weeds.

watching the sky go from yellow to pink as the sun went down, watching flights of martins sweep low over the neighborhood and disappear behind the schoolhouse rooftops.

Atticus don't ever do anything to Jem and me in the house that he don't do in the yard.

Atticus raised his eyebrows in warning. He watched his daughter's daemon rise and dominate her: her eyebrows, like his, were lifted, the heavy-lidded eyes beneath them grew round, and one corner of her mouth was raised dangerously. When she looked thus, only God and Robert Browning knew what she was likely to say.

Shoot all the blue jays you want, if you can hit em, but remember that it's a sin to kill a mockingbird.

You all know of Brother Tom Robinson's trouble. He has been a faithful member of First Purchase since he was a boy. The collection taken up today and for the

should like to take your head apart, put a fact in it, and watch it go its way through the runnels of your brain until it comes out of your mouth.

Talking to Francis gave me the sensation of settling slowly to the bottom of the ocean. He was the most boring child I ever met.

You aren't really a nigger-lover, then, are you?" "I certainly am. I do my best to love everybody … I'm hard put, sometimes—baby, it's never an insult to be called what somebody thinks is a bad name. It just shows you how poor that person is, it doesn't hurt you. So don't let Mrs. Dubose get you down. She has enough troubles of her own.

When Dr. Finch pulled at his drink, Jean Louise saw his sharp brown eyes flash above the glass. That's what you tend to forget about him, she thought. He's so busy fidgeting you don't notice how closely he's watching you. He's crazy, all right, like every fox that was ever born. And he knows so much more than foxes. Gracious, I'm drunk.

Wrogi t?um zawsze sk?ada si? z pojedynczych ludzi, nie mo?e by? inaczej. Pan Cunningham by? wczoraj cz??ci? t?umu, ale mimo to pozosta? cz?owiekiem.

Jem, she's old and ill. You can't hold her responsible for what she says and does. Of course, I'd rather she'd have said it to me than to either of you, but we can't always have our 'druthers.

If you didn`t want much, there was plenty.

hadn't taken anything from or off of anybody since they migrated to the New World.

Ieders eiland, Jean Louise, ieders wachter, is zijn geweten. Een collectief geweten bestaat niet.

I kicked the man swiftly. Barefooted, I was surprised to see him fall back in real pain. I intended to kick his shin, but aimed too high.

Dill was from Meridian, Mississippi, was spending the summer with his aunt, Miss Rachel, and would be spending every summer in Maycomb from now on. His family was from Maycomb County originally, his mother worked for a photographer in Meridian, had entered his picture in a Beautiful Child contest and won five dollars.

She saw her old enemy's shoulders relax, and she watched him push his hat to the back of his head. "Let's go home, Scout. It's been a long day. Open the door for me." She stepped aside to let him pass. She followed him to the car and watched him get laboriously into the front seat. As she welcomed him silently to the human race, the stab of discovery made her tremble a little.

she discovered that I was literate and looked at me with more than faint distaste.

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 you let 'em get your goat. Try fighting with your head for a change . . . it's a good one, even if it does resist learning.

Go, set a watchman, let him declare what he seeth.

That doesn't mean you hafta talk that way when you know better," said Jem.

Jij bent kleurenblind, Jean Louise. Dat ben je altijd geweest en dat zul je altijd zijn. De enige verschillen die jij ziet tussen de ene mens en de andere zijn de verschillen in uiterlijk en intelligentie en karakter en dat soort dingen. Je bent nooit opgestookt om mensen als een ras te zien, en nu dat ras de brandende kwestie van deze tijd is, ben jij nog niet in staat om in rassen te denken. Jij ziet alleen mensen.

You never really understand a person until you consider things from her point of view.