Quotes About Youth

When he was nearly thirteen, my brother Jem got his arm badly broken at the elbow.

We said good-bye, and Dill went inside the house. He evidently remembered he was engaged to me, for he ran back out and kissed me swiftly in front of Jem. Yawl write, hear? he bawled after us.

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

But at supper that evening after I asked him to pass the damn ham, please, Uncle Jack pointed at me. 'See me afterwards young lady,' he said.

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

Dill was off again. Beautiful things floated around in his dreamy head. He could read two books to my one, but he preferred the magic of his own inventions.

Dill if you don't hush I'll knock you bowlegged.

Jem was a born hero.

I must have slept a long time, for when I was punched awake the room was dim with the light of the setting moon. Move over, Scout. He thought he had to. I mumbled. Don't stay mad with him. Dill got in bed beside me. I ain't, he said. I just wanted to sleep with you.

As I made my way home, I thought Jem and I would get grown but there wasn't much else left for us to learn, except possibly algebra.

Thereafter the summer passed in routine contentment. Routine contentment was: improving our treehouse that rested between giant twin chinaberry trees in the back yard, fussing, running through our list of dramas based on the works of Oliver Optic, Victor Appleton, and Edgar Rice Burroughs. (...) Thus we came to know Dill as a pocket Merlin, whose head teemed with eccentric plans, strange longings, and quaint fancies.

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

Atticus was feeble: he was nearly fifty.

If Dill were here he would leap over the fence to her, bring her head down to his, kiss her, and hold her hand, and together they would take their stand when there was trouble in the house. But Dill had long since gone from her.

I interrupted to make Uncle Jack let me know when he would pull it out, but he held up a bloody splinter in a pair of tweezers and said he yanked it while I was laughing, that was what was known as relativity.

There was no finer young man, said the people of Maycomb, than Henry Clinton. Jean Louise agreed.

Don't worry, though, he'll be as good as new. Boys his age bounce.

seemed to have little fear of Boo Radley now that Walter and I walked beside him. Indeed, Jem grew boastful:

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.

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--

I wasn't supposed to be doing things that required pants.

L'estate significava per me Dill accanto alla vasca dei pesci che fumava sigarette di canapa; significava gli occhi di Dill che brillavano mentre almanaccava complicati progetti per stanare Boo Radley; l'estate significava Dill che mi baciava, rapido, quando Jem non ci guardava, significava le nostalgie che ciascuno di noi provava e che l'altro intuiva: con lui la vita era normale; senza di lui, insopportabile.

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