“Jem gave a reasonable description of Boo: Boo was about six-and-a-half feet tall, judging from his tracks; he dined on raw squirrels and any cats he could catch, that's why his hands were bloodstained . . . ” (Ch. 1)

“I never knew how old Mr. Radley made his living- Jem said he ‘bought cotton’” (Ch. 1).

[Describing Calpurnia] “Her hand was as wide as a bed slat and twice as hard” (Ch. 1).

“Miss Caroline told me to tell my father not to teach me any more, it would interfere with my reading" (Ch. 2)

“Until I feared I would lose it, I never loved to read. One does not love breathing” (Ch. 2).

"Not exactly. The Cunninghams are country folks, farmers, and the Crash hit them the hardest …” (Ch. 3).

[Little Chuck Little, addressing Miss Caroline] “Now don't you be afraid, you just go back to your desk and teach us some more'” (Ch. 3).

You never really understand a person until you consider things from his point of view […] until you climb into his skin and walk around in it” (Ch. 3).

“Our first days of freedom and we were tired. I wondered what summer would bring” (Ch. 4)

“He staked me out, marked as his property, said I was the only girl he would ever love, then he neglected me. I beat him up twice but it did no good, he only grew closer to Jem” (Ch. 5).

Jem’s white shirt-tail dipped and bobbed like a small ghost dancing away . . .” (ch. 6)

“I hope and pray that I can get Jem and Scout through [the trial] without bitterness, and most of all, without catching Maycomb’s usual disease” (ch. 9).

“Zeebo cleared his throat and read in a voice like the rumble of distant artillery” (Ch. 12).

“Aunt Alexandra fitted into the world of Maycomb like a hand into a glove” (Ch. 13).

“Who was the ‘her’ they were talking about? My heart sank: me. I felt the starched walls of a pink cotton penitentiary closing in on me, and for the second time in my life I thought of running away. Immediately” (Ch. 14).

On Saturdays, armed with out nickels, when Jem permitted me to accompany him (he was now positively allergic to my presence when in public) ... (Ch. 14).

Atticus: “She’s a faithful member of the family and you will simply have to accept things they way they are. Besides, sister, I don’t want you working your head off for us –no reason to do that. We still need Cal as much as we ever did” (Ch. 14).

“Shoot all the bluejays you want . . . but remember, it’s a sin to kill a mockingbird.” (ch. 10)

“ Atticus had retreated behind his newspaper and Aunt Alexandra was worrying her embroider. Punk, punk, punk, her needle broke the taut circle.” (ch. 14)

Scout, speaking of Atticus's first criminal case: "There was nothing much Atticus could do for his clients but be present at their departure . . . " (ch. 1)

Scout, speaking of Miss Maudie: "If she found a blade of nut-grass in her yard it was like the Second Battle of the Marne . . ." (ch. 5)

Scout, speaking of Dill: "You act like you grew ten inches in the night!" (ch. 5)

It was then, I suppose, that Jem and I first began to part company (ch. 6).

Long ago, in a burst of friendliness, Aunty and Uncle Jimmy produced a son named Henry . . . (ch. 9)

The image of Atticus sitting under a single lightbulb in the dark outside the Maycomb jail.

"You children last night made Walter Cunningham stand in my shoes for a minute. That was enough."

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"It's morbid, watching a poor devil on trial for his life. Look at all those folks, it's like a Roman Carnival."

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“In answer to the clerk's booming voice, a little bantam cock of a man rose and strutted to the stand . . ."

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Jedge, I've asked this county for fifteen years to clean out that nest down yonder, they're dangerous to live around 'sides devaluin' my property—”.

Atticus seemed to know what he was doing--but it seemed to me that he'd gone frogsticking without a light.

As Tom Robinson gave his testimony, it came to me that Mayella Ewell must have been the loneliest person in the world.

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I looked around. They were standing. All around us and in the balcony on the opposite wall, the Negroes were getting to their feet. Reverend Sykes’s voice was as distant as Judge Taylor’s: “Miss Jean Louise, stand up. Your father’s passin‘.”

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Jem was staring at his half­eaten cake. “It’s like bein‘ a caterpillar in a cocoon, that’s what it is,” he said. “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.”

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"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."

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