When he was EIGHT. Anne, do you know what teenage parties are like? What if they knife each other and have sex on the trampoline?

Sacrifice was the duty only of the few, who were of course hypocritically lauded by the many, the latter barely pausing in their infantile partying to wish the soldiers good luck at war. But

I reckon if he'd wanted us to know it, he'da told us. If he was proud of it, he'da told us." "Maybe it just slipped his mind," I said. "Naw Scout, it's something you wouldn't understand. Atticus is real old, but I wouldn't care if he couldn't do a blessed thing." ... "Atticus is a gentleman, just like me!

The woman who survives intact and happy must be at once tender and tough.

Written By Maya Angelou

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