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When a lion meets another with a louder roar the first lion thinks the last a bore.

Dare not choose in your minds the work you would like to do when you leave the Home of the Students. You shall do what the Council of Vocations shall prescribe for you.

It’s not about choosing somebody over her. It’s about making space for somebody along with her.

was crowded with memories; memories of the knowledge that had come to them when they closed in on the struggling pig, knowledge that they had outwitted a living thing, imposed their will upon it, taken away its life like a long satisfying drink.

…for the intimate revelations of young men or at least the terms in which they express them are usually plagiaristic and marred by obvious suppressions. Reserving judgments is a matter of infinite hope. I am still a little afraid of missing something if I forget that, as my father snobbishly suggested, and I snobbishly repeat a sense of the fundamental decencies is parcelled out unequally at birth.

As long as there’s light we’re brave enough

Outside, snow solidified itself into graceful forms. The peace of winter stars seemed permanent.

Her voice is full of money,”…That was it. I’d never understood before. It was full of money- that was the inexhaustible charm that rose and fell in it, the jingle of it, the cymbals’ song of it….High in a white palace the king’s daughter, the golden girl….

When Atticus came home to dinner he found me crouched down aiming across the street. “What are you shooting at?” “Miss Maudie’s rear end.”Atticus turned and saw my generous target bending over her bushes. He pushed his hat to the back of his head and crossed the street. “Maudie,” he called, “I thought I’d better warn you. You’re in considerable peril.”Miss Maudie straightened up and looked toward me. She said,”Atticus, you are a devil from hell.

Down came the dry flakes, fat enough and heavy enough to crash like nickels on stone. It always surprised him, how quiet it was. Not like rain, but like a secret.

You can’t live forever; you can’t live forever.

It never occurred to me that one man could start to play with the faith of fifty million people- with the single mindedness of a burglar blowing a safe.

You always look so cool.

if you can learn a simple trick, you’ll get along a lot better with all kind of folks.

But everybody knows life isn’t worth living.

I’ll tend to her as no mother ever tended a child, a daughter. Nobody will ever get my milk no more except my own children. I never had to give it to nobody else–and the one time I did it was took from me–they held me down and took it. Milk that belonged to my baby…. I know what it is to be without the milk that belongs to you; to have to fight and holler for it, and to have so little left.

One autumn night, five years before, they had been walking down the street when the leaves were falling, and they came to a place where there were no trees and the sidewalk was white with moonlight. They stopped here and turned toward each other. Now it was a cool night with that mysterious excitement in it which comes at the two changes of the year.

Las personas que están en sus cabales no se enorgullecen de sus talentos

…Elinor was then at liberty to think and be wretched.

A man ain’t a goddamn axe, choppin’, hackin’, bustin’ every goddamn minute of the day. Things get to him. Things he can’t chop down, because they inside.