Boo Was Our Neighbor. He Gave Us

You Never Really Understand A Person Until You Consider Things From His Point Of View.

I'm No Idealist To Believe Firmly In The Integrity Of Our Courts And In The Jury System -- That Is No Ideal To Me, It Is A Living, Working Reality. Gentlemen, A Court Is No Better Than Each Man Of You Sitting Before Me On This Jury. A Court Is Only As Sound As Its Jury, And A Jury Is Only As Sound As The Men Who Make It Up.

Southern Lawyers Don't Read Novels Much.

Until I Feared I Would Lose It, I Never Loved To Read. One Does Not Love Breathing.

Maycomb Was A Tired Old Town, Even In 1932 When I First Knew It. Somehow, It Was Hotter Then. Men's Stiff Collars Wilted By Nine In The Morning. Ladies Bathed Before Noon After Their Three O'clock Naps, And By Nightfall Were Like Soft Teacakes With Frosting From Sweating And Sweet Talcum. The Day Was Twenty-four Hours Long, But It Seemed Longer. There's No Hurry, For There's Nowhere To Go And Nothing To Buy... And No Money To Buy It With.