It’s Never An Insult To Be Called

Next Morning I Awoke, Looked Out The Window And Nearly Died Of Fright. My Screams Brought Atticus From His Bathroom Half-shaven. "the World's Endin', Atticus! Please Do Something -!" I Dragged Him To The Window And Pointed. "no It's Not," He Said. "it's Snowing.

When A Child Asks You Something, Answer Him, For Goodness Sake. But Don't Make A Production Of It. Children Are Children, But They Can Spot An Evasion Faster Than Adults, And Evasion Simply Muddles 'em.

Atticus Told Me To Delete The Adjectives And I'd Have The Facts.

Things Are Always Better In The Morning.

It Was Times Like These When I Thought My Father, Who Hated Guns And Had Never Been To Any Wars, Was The Bravest Man Who Ever Lived.