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In the course of this life I have had a great many encounters with a great many people who have been concerned with matters of consequence. I have lived a great deal among grown-ups. I have seen them intimately, close at hand. And that hasn't much improved my opinion of them.

Only her eyes seem to move. It's like they touch us, not with sight or sense, but like the stream from a hose touches you, the stream at the instant of impact as dissociated from the nozzle as though it had never been there.

My daily life is an acknowledgment and expiation of my sin.

What reinforcement we may gain from hope,If not what resolution from despair.

it's better to build a tight chicken coop than a shoddy courthouse.

And chiefly thou, O spirit, that dost preferBefore all temples the upright heart and pure,Instruct me, for thou know'st. Thou from the firstWast present, and, with mighty wings outspread,Dove-like sattest brooding on the vast abyss,And madst it pregnant.

That's what they mean by the love that passeth understanding: that pride, that furious desire to hide that abject nakedness which we bring here with us, carry with us into operating rooms, carry stubbornly and furiously with us into the earth again.

Heaven's last best gift, my ever new delight.

It's like everything in the world for me is inside a tub full of guts, so that you wonder how there can be any room in it for anything else very important.

But what will not ambition and revengeDescend to?

Thou at the sightPleased, out of Heaven shalt look down and smile,While by thee raised I ruin all my foes,Death last, and with his carcass glut the grave.

No one must know that my heart and mind are constantly at war with each other. Up till now reason has always won the battle, but will my emotions get the upper hand? Sometimes I fear they will, but more often I actually hope they do!

I sung of chaos and eternal night, Taught by the heav'nly Muse to venture down the dark decent, and up to reascend...

Try fighting with your head for a change . . it's a good one, even if it does resist learning"-Atticus

It’s like bein’ a caterpillar in a cocoon, that’s what it is ... Like somethin’ asleep wrapped up in a warm place. I always thought Maycomb folks were the best folks in the world, least that’s what they seemed like

I am the fire upon the altar. I am the sacrificial butter.

In a strange room you must empty yourself for sleep. And before you are emptied for sleep, what are you. And when you are emptied for sleep, you are not. And when you are filled with sleep, you never were.

Naw! Mah own mind had tuh be squeezed and crowded out tuh make room for yours in me.

against his raising? I’ll tell you! She put her hand to her mouth. When she drew it away, it trailed a long silver thread of saliva. Your father’s no better than the niggers and trash he works for!

Yet too much happy bores. He stretched more, more. Are you not happy in your? Twang. It snapped.