Harper Lee Quotes - Page 2

There are just some kind of men who're so busy worrying about the next world they've never learned to live in this one.

You rarely win, but sometimes you do.

Until I feared I would lose it, I never loved to read. One does not love breathing.

Now you tell your father not to teach you any more. It's best to begin reading with a fresh mind. You tell him I'll take over from here and try to undo the damage-

We can't always have our druthers.

If we followed our feelings all the time, we'd be like cats chasin' their tails.

There's just some kind of men you have to shoot before you can say hidy to 'em. Even then, they ain't worth the bullet it takes to shoot 'em.

Don't you oh well me,sir," Miss Maudie replied, recognizing Jem's fatalistic noises, "you are not old enough to appreciate what I said.

I think there's just one kind of folks. Folks.

First of all," he said, "if you can learn a simple trick, Scout, you'll get along a lot better with all kinds of folks. 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.

People have a habit of doing everyday things even under the oddest conditions.

Persecution comes from people who are prejudiced.

всякая толпа состоит из людей.

Одни только дураки гордятся своими талантами.
(Мисс Моди Эткинсон - Глазастику Финч)

With him, life was routine, without him, life was unbearable.

With him was routine, but without him it was unbearable.

Peki, niçin bize en gizli sırrını açmıştı? Nedenini sordum.
-Çünkü siz çocuksunuz. Anlarsınız.

Jack: Atticus, you’ve never laid a hand on her.
Atticus: I admit that. So far I've been able to get by with threats. Jack, she minds me as well as she can. Doesn't come up to scratch half the time, but she tries.
Jack: That's not the answer.
Atticus: No, the answer is she knows I know she tries. That's what makes the difference.

There was nowhere to go, but I turned to go and met Atticus's vest front. I buried my head in it and listened to the small internal noises that went on behind the light blue cloth: his watch ticking, the faint crackle of his starched shirt, the soft sound of his breathing.

'Your stomach's growling,' I said.

'I know it,' he said.

I wanted you to see what real courage is, instead of getting the idea that courage is a man with a gun in his hand. It's when you know you're licked before you begin, but you begin anyway and see it through no matter what.
- Atticus Finch