When stalking one’s prey, it is best to take one’s time. Say nothing, and as sure as eggs he will become curious and emerge. - P105

This time, I split my knuckle to the bone on his front teeth. My left impaired, I sailed in with my right, but not for long. - P106

I found myself suddenly looking at a tiny ant struggling with a bread crumb in the grass. - P107

Children are children, but they can spot an evasion quicker than adults, and evasion simply muddles ’em. No," - P110

Hotheadedness isn’t. - P110

"It couldn’t be worse, Jack. The only thing we’ve got is a black man’s word against the Ewells’. The evidence boils down to you-did—I-didn’t. The jury couldn’t possibly be expected to take Tom Robinson’s word against the Ewells’—are you acquainted with the Ewells?" - P110

Why reasonable people go stark raving mad when anything involving a Negro comes up, is something I don’t pretend to understand . . . - P111

I just hope that Jem and Scout come to me for their answers instead of listening to the town. I hope they trust me enough. . . . - P111

But I never figured out how Atticus knew I was listening, and it was not until many years later that I realized he wanted me to hear every word he said. - P111

Atticus was feeble: he was nearly fifty. When Jem and I asked him why he was so old, he said he got started late, which we felt reflected upon his abilities and manliness. - P113

Besides that, he wore glasses. He was nearly blind in his left eye, and said left eyes were the tribal curse of the Finches. Whenever he wanted to see something well, he turned his head and looked from his right eye. - P113

Shoot all the bluejays you want, if you can hit ’em, but remember it’s a sin to kill a mockingbird." - P114

"Mockingbirds don’t do one thing but make music for us to enjoy. They don’t eat up people’s gardens, don’t nest in corncribs, they don’t do one thing but sing their hearts out for us. That’s why it’s a sin to kill a mockingbird." - P114

With movements so swift they seemed simultaneous, Atticus’s hand yanked a ball-tipped lever as he brought the gun to his shoulder. The rifle cracked. Tim Johnson leaped, flopped over and crumpled on the sidewalk in a brown-and-white heap. He didn’t know what hit him. - P121

"Easy does it, son," Atticus would say. - P126

This case, Tom Robinson’s case, is something that goes to the essence of a man’s conscience—Scout, I couldn’t go to church and worship God if I didn’t try to help that man." - P131

The one thing that doesn’t abide by majority rule is a person’s conscience." - P132


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At a safe distance he called, "He’s nothin’ but a nigger-lover!" - P105


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You’ve perpetrated a near libel here in the front yard. - P86

Soft taffeta-like sounds and muffled scurrying sounds filled me with helpless dread. - P88

Miss Maudie’s tin roof quelled the flames. Roaring, the house collapsed; fire gushed everywhere, followed by a flurry of blankets from men on top of the adjacent houses, beating out sparks and burning chunks of wood. - P90

A network of tiny lines criss-crossed her palms, brown with dirt and dried blood. - P94

I was far too old and too big for such childish things, and the sooner I learned to hold in, the better off everybody would be. - P95

"The main one is, if I didn’t I couldn’t hold up my head in town, I couldn’t represent this county in the legislature, I couldn’t even tell you or Jem not to do something again." - P96

"Because I could never ask you to mind me again. Scout, simply by the nature of the work, every lawyer gets at least one case in 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 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." - P96

"Simply because we were licked a hundred years before we started is no reason for us not to try to win," Atticus said. - P96

"This time we aren’t fighting the Yankees, we’re fighting our friends. But remember this, no matter how bitter things get, they’re still our friends and this is still our home." - P97


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Jem, educated on a half-Decimal half-Duncecap basis, seemed to function effectively alone or in a group, but Jem was a poor example: no tutorial system devised by man could have stopped him from getting at books. As for me, I knew nothing except what I gathered from Time magazine and reading everything I could lay hands on at home, but as I inched sluggishly along the treadmill of the Maycomb County school system, I could not help receiving the impression that I was being cheated out of something. Out of what I knew not, yet I did not believe that twelve years of unrelieved boredom was exactly what the state had in mind for me. - P14

Through all the head-shaking, quelling of nausea and Jem-yelling, I had heard another sound, so low I could not have heard it from the sidewalk. Someone inside the house was laughing. - P54

How so reasonable a creature could live in peril of everlasting torment was incomprehensible. - P59

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, and you can look down the street and see the results. - P59

The night-crawlers had retired, but ripe chinaberries drummed on the roof when the wind stirred, and the darkness was desolate with the barking of distant dogs. - P74


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The remainder of my schooldays were no more auspicious than the first. - P44


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