“Hey, Mr. Cunningham. don’t you remember me, Mr. Cunningham? I’m Jean Louise Finch. You brought us some hickory nuts one early morning, remember? We had a talk. I went and got my daddy to come out and thank you. I go to school with your boy. I go to school with Walter. He’s a nice boy. Tell him ‘hey’ for me, won’t you?” Scout, Outside the Jail.
“Miss Jean Louise, stand up. Your father’s passin’.” Sykes, Courtroom.
“Atticus was right. One time he said you never really know a man until you stand in his shoes and walk around in them. Just standing on the Radley porch was enough.” Scout, Radley Porch.
“Atticus Finch is the same in his house as he is on the public streets.” Miss Maudie, Maudie’s porch.
“Negroes worshipped in it on Sundays, and white men gambled in it on weekdays.” Author.
“Naw, Jem, I think there’s just one kind of folks. Folks.” Scout, Jem’s Bedroom.
“Don’t be silly, Jean Louise. The thing is, you can scrub Walter Cunningham till he shines, you can put him in shoes and new suit, but he’ll never be like Jem. Besides, there’s a drinking streak in that family a mile wide. Finch women aren’t interested in that sort of people.” Aunt Alexander, Finch’s home.
“Maycomb was an old town, but it was a tired old town when I first knew it… There was no hurry, for there was nowhere to go, nothing to buy and no money to buy it with, nothing to see outside the boundaries of Maycomb County. But it was a time of vague optimism for some of the people: Maycomb County had recently been told that it had nothing to fear but fear itself.” Scout.
“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.” Atticus.
Atticus, he was real nice. . . .” His hands were under my chin, pulling up the cover, tucking it around me. “Most people are, Scout, when you finally see them. Scout – Atticus.
“Cry about the simple hell people give other people—without even thinking. Cry about the hell white people give coloured folks, without even stopping to think that they’re people, too.” Dolphus Raymond.
“People generally see what they look for, and hear what they listen for, and they have the right to subject their children to it.” Judge Taylor.
“Look at me. You embarrass me. You embarrass yourself.” Cameron Thayer.
“You weren’t afraid that all your good friends at the studio were gonna read about you in the morning and realise he’s actually black?” Christine Thayer.
“I am angry all the time… and I don’t know why.” Jean Cabot.
“Wait ’till you’ve been on the job a few more years. Look at me […] Look at me. Wait ’till you’ve been doing it a little longer.” Officer Ryan.
“Yo, Osama, plan a jihad on your own time. What do you want?” Gun store owner.