Quotes About Respect

Henry never attempted to pester her when she was thus. His attitude was Asquithian, and he knew she appreciated him for his patience. She did not know he was learning that virtue from her father. "Relax, son," Atticus had told him in one of his rare comments on her. "Don't push her. Let her go at her own speed. Push her and every mule in the county'd be easier to live with.

Skyt så mange skjærer dere vil, men husk at det er en stor synd å drepe en sangfugl.

They're certainly entitled to think that, and they're entitled to full respect for their opinions,' said Atticus, 'but before I can live with other folks I've got to live with myself. The one thing that doesn't abide by majority rule is a person's conscience.' When

What Mr. Radley did was his own business. If he wanted to come out, he would. If he wanted to stay inside his own house he had the right to stay inside free from the attentions of inquisitive children, which was a mild term for the likes of us.

I—it's like this, Scout," he muttered. "Atticus ain't ever whipped me since I can remember. I wanta keep it that way.

You aren't really a nigger-lover then, are you?' 'I certainly am. I do my best to love everybody

In all his life, Jem had never declined a dare. I suppose he loved honor more than his head.

I despise your quick answers, your slogans in the subways, and most of all I despise your lack of good manners: you'll never have 'em as long as you exist.

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Thanks, but Scout'll run me down later." His use of her childhood name crashed on her ears. Don't you ever call me that again. You who called me Scout are dead and in your grave.

Below her, on rough benches, sat not only most of the trash in Maycomb County, but the county's most respectable men.

Uncle Jack," she said. "What am I going to do about Hank?" "What you will eventually," he said. "Let him down easy?" "Um hum." "Why?" "He's not your kind." Love whom you will, marry your own kind. "Look, I'm not going to argue with you over the relative merits of trash—" "That has nothing to do with it. I'm tired of you. I want my supper.

Tienen derecho a creerlo, ciertamente, y tienen derecho a que se respeten en absoluto sus opiniones -contestó Atticus-, pero antes de poder vivir con otras personas tengo que vivir conmigo mismo. La única cosa que no se rige por la regla de la mayoría es la conciencia de uno.

There's some folks who don't eat like us," she whispered fiercely, "but you ain't called on to contradict 'em at the table when they don't.

First," he said dispassionately, "hold your tongue. Don't argue with a man, especially when you know you can beat him. Smile a lot. Make him feel big. Tell him how wonderful he is, and wait on him.

That Walter's as smart as he can be, he just gets held back sometimes because he has to stay out and help his daddy. Nothin's wrong with him. Naw, Jem, I think there's just one kind of folks. Folks.

Defense, hell! Atticus, we aren't on the Constitution now. I'm trying to make you see something. You now, you treat all people alike. I've never in my life seen you give that insolent, back-of-the-hand treatment half the white people down here give Negroes just when they're talking to them, just when they ask 'em to do something. There's no get-along-there-nigger in your voice when you talk to 'em.

It's not necessary to tell all you know. It's not ladylike—in the second place, folks don't like to have somebody around knowin' more than they do. It aggravates 'em. You're not gonna change any of them by talkin' right, they've got to want to learn themselves, and when they don't want to learn there's nothing you can do but keep your mouth shut or talk their language.

all the bluejays you want, if you can hit 'em, but remember it's a sin to kill a mockingbird.

Atticus said it was the polite thing to talk to people about what they were interested in, not about what you were interested in. Mr. Cunningham displayed no interest in his son, so I tackled his entailment once more in a last-ditch effort to make him feel at home.

Do you defend niggers, Atticus?' I asked him that evening. 'Of course I do. Don't say nigger, Scout. That's common.' ''s what everybody at schools says.' 'From now on it'll be everybody less one -' 'Well if you don't want me to grow up talkin' that way, wh ydo you send me to school?

They are simple people, most of them, but that doesn't make them subhuman. You are telling them Jesus loves them, but not much.

Relax, son," Atticus had told him in one of his rare comments on her. "Don't push her. Let her go at her own speed. Push her and every mule in the county'd be easier to live with.

We could do nothing to please her . If I said as sunnily as I could, 'Hey, Mrs Dubose,' I would receive for an answer, 'Don't you say hey to me, you ugly girl! You say good afternoon, Mrs Dubose!