humanos. »Pero hay una cosa en este país ante la cual todos los hombres son iguales; hay una institución humana que hace a un pobre el igual de un Rockefeller, a un estúpido el igual de un Einstein, y a un ignorante el igual de un director de colegio. Esta institución, caballeros, es un tribunal. Puede ser el Tribunal Supremo de Estados Unidos, o el juzgado más humilde del país, o este honorable tribunal que ustedes componen. Nuestros tribunales tienen sus defectos, como los tienen todas las instituciones humanas, pero en este país nuestros tribunales son los grandes niveladores, y para nuestros tribunales todos los hombres han nacido iguales. »No soy un idealista que crea firmemente en la integridad de nuestros tribunales ni del sistema de jurado; esto no es para mí
Clevinger was already on the way, half out of his chair with emotion, his eyes moist and his lips quivering and pale. As always occurred when he quarreled over principles in which he believed passionately, he would end up gasping furiously for air and blinking back bitter tears of conviction. There were many principles in which Clevinger believed passionately. He was crazy.
في اللحظة التي دخلت فيها الحجرة آسفت لمجيئي. كان العجوز يقرأ مجلة (أتلانتك) الشهرية، كان هناك أدوية في كل مكان في الحجرة، وكان لكل شيء رائحة قطرة (فكس) للأنف. أشعرني ذلك بالضيق. وأنا لست مغرما بمشاهدة المرضى. وزاد ضيقي أن سبنسر العجوز كان يرتدي روب الاستحمام الكئيب الأجرب الذي أرجح أنه يرتديه منذ ساعة مولده. وأنا لا أحب أن أشاهد الكبار في السن وهم يرتدون بيجامة أو روب حمام. فمن ورائها تبدو صدورهم العجوزة المجوفة وسيقانهم، تلك السيقان العجوزة التي نراها على الشواطىء وغيرها من الأماكن فتبدو بيضاء جدا وخالية من الشعر
Atticus was speaking so quietly his last word crashed on our ears. I looked up, and his face was vehement. There’s nothing more sickening to me than a low-grade white man who’ll take advantage of a Negro’s ignorance. Don’t fool yourselves—it’s all adding up and one of these days we’re going to pay the bill for it. I hope it’s not in you children’s time. Jem
Is that how we lived, then? But we lived as usual. Everyone does, most of the time. Whatever is going on is as usual. Even this is as usual, now. We lived, as usual, by ignoring. Ignoring isn't the same as ignorance, you have to work at it. Nothing changes instantaneously: in a gradually heating bathtub you'd be boiled to death before you knew it. There were stories in the newspapers, of course, corpses in ditches or the woods, bludgeoned to death or mutilated, interfered with, as they used to say, but they were about other women, and the men who did such things were other men. None of them were the men we knew. The news paper stories were like dreams to us, bad dreams dreamt by others. How awful, we would say, and they were, but they were awful without being believable. They were too melodramatic, they had a dimension that was not the dimension of our lives. We were the people who were not in the papers. We lived in the blank white spaces at the edges of print. It gave us more freedom. We lived in the gaps between the stories. From
that my father should have left so small a collection of books. What a delightful library you have at Pemberley, Mr. Darcy!" "It ought to be good," he replied, "it has been the work of many generations." "And then you have added so much to it yourself, you are always buying books." "I cannot comprehend the neglect of a family library in such days as these." "Neglect! I am sure you neglect nothing that can add to the beauties of that noble place. Charles, when you build your house, I wish it may be half as delightful as Pemberley." "I wish it may.
This fall I think you're riding for - it's a special kind of fall, a horrible kind. The man falling isn't permitted to feel or hear himself hit bottom. He just keeps falling and falling. The whole arrangement's designed for men who, at some time or other in their lives, were looking for something their own environment couldn't supply them with. Or they thought their own environment couldn't supply them with. So they gave up looking. They gave it up before they ever really even got started.