Quotes About Innocence

Atticus--- ...said Jem bleakly. How could they do it, how could they? I don't know, but they did it. They've done it before & they did it tonight & they'll do it again & when they do it--- seems that only children weep.

Jem, I ain't ever heard of a nigger snowman, I said.

I had never thought about it, but summer was Dill by the fishpool smoking string, Dill's eyes alive with complicated plans to make Boo Radley emerge; summer was the swiftness with which Dill would reach up and kiss me when Jem was not looking, the longings we sometimes felt each other feel. With him, life was routine; without him, life was unbearable

Scout: Why are you entrusting us your deepest secret? Mr. Raymond: Because you're children and you can understand it.

Lawyers, I suppose were once children, too

Thus we came to know Dill as a pocket Merlin, whose head teemed with eccentric plans, strange longings, and quaint fancies - Scout

When Atticus came home to dinner he found me crouched down aiming across the street. What are you shooting at? Miss Maudie's rear end. Atticus turned and saw my generous target bending over her bushes. He pushed his hat to the back of his head and crossed the street. Maudie, he called, I thought I'd better warn you. You're in considerable peril. Miss Maudie straightened up and looked toward me. She said,Atticus, you are a devil from hell.

Shoulder up, I reeled around to face Boo Radley and his bloody fangs; instead, I saw Dill ringing the bell with all his might in Atticus's face.

Yeah, that's all, said Dill. He'll probably come out after you when he sees you in the yard, then Scout'n' me'll jump on him and hold him down till we can tell him we ain't gonna hurt him.

Los ruiseñores no hacen otra cosa que crear música para que la disfrutemos. No se comen los jardines de la gente, no hacen nidos en los graneros, no hacen otra cosa que cantar su corazón para nosotros. Es por eso que es un pecado matar a un ruiseñor.

I'd rather you shot at tin cans in the back yard, but i know you'll go after birds. Shoot all the bluejays you want, if you can hit 'em, but remember it's a sin to kill a mockingbird..... Mockingbirds don't do one thing to but make music for us to enjoy. They don't eat up people's garden, don't nest in corncribs,they don't do one thing but sing their hearts out for us. That's why it's a sin to kill a mockingbird.

Dill Büyünce palyaço olaca??m, dedi. Jem ve ben bakakald?k. Evvet! Palyaço. Ä°nsanlara gülmenin d???nda bir ÅŸey yapm?yorum. Onun için bir sirke girip kat?lana dek güleceÄŸim. Sen ÅŸa??rm??s?n Dill, dedi Jem. Palyaçolar üzgündür. Ä°nsanlar onlara güler.

No jury in this part of the world's going to say, We think you're guilty, but not very, on a charge like that. It was either straight acquittal or nothing.

When it was time to play Boo's big scene, Jem would sneak into the house, steal the scissors from the sewingmachine drawer when Calpurnia's back was turned, then sit in the swing and cut up newspapers. Dill would walk by, cough at Jem, and Jem would fake a plunge into Dill's thigh. From where I stood it looked real.

Scout- .. Uncle Jack? Uncle Jack- Ma'am? Scout- What's a whore-lady?

Mockingbirds don't do one thing but make music for us to enjoy. They don't eat up people's gardens, don't nest in corncribs, they don't do one thing but sing their hearts out for us. That's why it's a sin to kill a mockingbird. They don't eat up people's gardens, don't nest in corncribs, they don't do one thing but sing their hearts out for us. That's why it's a sin to kill a mockingbird.

Jem scooped up an armful of dirt, patted it into a mound on which he added another load, and another until he had constructed a torso. Jem, I ain't never heard of a nigger snowman, I said.

Jem, naturally, was Boo: he went under the front steps and shrieked and howled from time to time.

Lawyers, I suppose, were children once. —Charles Lamb

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

I think I'll be a clown when I get grown,' said Dill. Jem and I stopped in our tracks. 'Yes sir, a clown,' he said. 'There ain't one thing in this world I can do about folks except laugh, so I'm gonna join the circus and laugh my head off.' 'You got it backwards, Dill,' said Jem. 'Clowns are sad, it's folks that laugh at them.

Atticus said to Jem one day, "I'd rather you shot at tin cans in the back yard, but I know you'll go after birds. Shoot all the bluejays you want, if you can hit 'em, but remember it's a sin to kill a mockingbird.

Ä°çgüdüleri henüz yok olmam??. Biraz büyüsün, ne aÄŸlar ne hastalan?r. Bekle biraz büyüsün. Ä°ÅŸlerin yanl?? olduÄŸunun az biraz fark?na var?r belki, ama aÄŸlamaz. Ne için aÄŸlamam Bay Raymond? Ä°nsanlar?n insanlara çektirdiklerine aÄŸlamazs?n.

Well, it'd be sort of like shootin' a mockingbird, wouldn't it?" Atticus put his face in my hair and rubbed it. When he got up and walked across the porch into the shadows, his youthful step had returned. Before he went inside the house, he stopped in front of Boo Radley. "Thank you for my children, Arthur," he said.