“Why doesn’t their flesh creep? How can they devoutly believe everything they hear in church and then say the things they do and listFavorite Quotes;
“Why doesn’t their flesh creep? How can they devoutly believe everything they hear in church and then say the things they do and listen to the things they hear without throwing up? I thought I was a Christian but I’m not. I’m something else and I don’t know what. Everything I have ever taken for right and wrong these people have taught me – these same, these very people. So it’s me, it’s not them. Something has happened to me.”
"I’m only trying to make you see beyond men’s acts to their motives. A man can appear to be a part of something not-so-good on its face, but don’t take it upon yourself to judge him unless you know his motives as well. A man can be boiling inside, but he knows a mild answer works better than showing his rage. A man can condemn his enemies, but it’s wiser to know them. "
"Have you ever considered that men, especially men, must conform to certain demands of the community they live in simply so they can be of service to it?
"How can I be of any use to a town if it’s against me? A millhand can’t do my job. Now, shall I throw all that down the drain, go back down the county to the store and sell people flour when I could be helping them with what legal talent I have? Which is worth more?"
"Bury your dead, Jean Louise."
"Her father’s office had always been a source of refuge for her. It was friendly. It was a place where, if troubles did not vanish, they were made bearable. She wondered if those were the same abstracts, files, and professional impedimenta on his desk that were there when she would run in, out of breath, desperate for an ice cream cone, and request a nickel. She could see him swing around in his swivel chair and stretch his legs. He would reach down deep into his pocket, pull out a handful of change, and from it select a very special nickel for her. His door was never closed to his children."
"Men tend to carry their honesty in pigeonholes. They can be perfectly honest in some ways and fool themselves in other ways."
"She was accustomed now to having her family desert her one by one. Uncle Jack was the last straw and to hell with them all. Very well, she’d tell him. Tell him and go. She would not argue with him; that was useless. He always beat her: she’d never won an argument from him in her life and she did not propose to try now."
"No war was ever fought for so many different reasons."
"In trying to satisfy one amendment, it looks like they rubbed out another one."
"…It seemed that to meet the real needs of a small portion of the population, the Court set up something horrible that could – that could affect the vast majority of folks. Adversely, that is… We have a system of checks and balances and things, but when it comes down to it we don’t have much check on the Court. … I’m just trying to say that in trying to do right we’ve left ourselves open for something that could be truly dangerous to our set-up."
"The Federal Government to me, to one small citizen, is mostly dreary hallways and waiting around. The more we have, the longer we wait and the tireder we get. Those old mossbacks on the wall up there knew it – but now, instead of going about it through Congress and the state legislatures like we should, when we tried to do right we just made it easier for them to set up more hallways and more waiting –"
"Sweet, you’re such a states’ rightist you make me a Roosevelt Liberal by comparison."
"I heard ‘Equal rights for all; special privileges for none,’ and to me it didn’t mean anything but what it said. It didn’t mean one card off the top of the stack for the white man and one off the bottom for the Negro…"
"All the Democratic Party has to do with Jefferson these days is put his picture up at banquets. Jefferson believed full citizenship was a privilege to be earned by each man, that it was not something given lightly nor to be taken lightly. A man couldn’t vote simply because he was a man, in Jefferson’s eyes. He had to be a responsible man. A vote was, to Jefferson, a precious privilege a man attained for himself in a – a live-and-let-live economy."
"Yes, I’ll accept being called a snob when it comes to government. I’d like very much to be left alone to manage my own affairs in a live-and-let-live economy, I’d like for my state to be left alone to keep house without advice from the NAACP, which knows next to nothing about its business and cares less. The NAACP stepped in with its fantastic demands and shoddy ideas of government – can you blame the South for resenting being told what to do about its own people by people who have no idea of its daily problems? The NAACP doesn’t care whether a Negro man owns or rents his land, how well he can farm, or whether or not he tries to learn a trade and stand on his own two feet – oh no, all the NAACP cares about is that man’s vote. So, can you blame the South for wanting to resist an invasion by people who are so ashamed of their race they want to get rid of it?"
"You cheated me, you’ve driven me out of my home and now I’m in a no-man’s-land but good – there’s no place for me any more in Maycomb, and I’ll never be entirely at home anywhere else."
"Why…didn’t you marry again? Marry some nice dim-witted Southern lady who would have raised me right? Turned me into a simpering, mealy-mouthed magnolia type who bats her eyelashes and crosses her hands and lives for nothing but her lil’ole hus-band. At least I would have been blissful. I’d have been typical one hundred per cent Maycomb; I would have lived out my little life and given you grandchildren to dote on; I would have spread out like Aunty, fanned myself on the front porch, and died happy."
"And speaking of God, why didn’t you make it very plain to me that God made the races and put the black folks in Africa with the intention of keeping them there so the missionaries could go tell them that Jesus loved ‘em but meant for ‘em to stay in Africa? That us bringing ‘em over here was all a bad mistake, so they’re to blame? That Jesus loves all mankind, but there are different kinds of men with separate fences around ‘em, that Jesus meant that any man can go as far as he wants within that fence –"
"He had declined to be angry. Somewhere within her she felt that she was no lady but no power on earth would prevent him from being a gentleman."
"You deny them hope. Any man in this world, Atticus, any man who has a head and arms and legs, was born with hope in his heart. You won’t find that in the Constitution, I picked that up in church somewhere. They are simple people, most of them, but that doesn’t make them subhuman. You are telling them that Jesus loves them, but not much. You are using frightful means to justify ends that you think are for the good of the most people. "
“As you please.” You double-dealing, ring-tailed old son of a bitch! You just sit there and say ‘As you please’ when you’ve knocked me down and stomped on me and spat on me, you just sit there and say ‘As you please’ when everything I ever loved in this world’s - you just sit there and say ‘As you please’- you love me! You son of a bitch!
If he had fought her fairly, she could have flung his words back at him, but she could not catch mercury and hold it in her hands."
"Of course I’m going to have a drink, Zandra. I deserve one. I fail to detect the difference between drinking it and eatin’ it… we’re all of us going to hell, it’s just a question of time."
"Every man’s island, Jean Louise, every man’s watchman, is his conscience. There is no such thing as a collective conscience. You confused your father with God. You never saw him as a man with a man’s heart, and a man’s failings – I’ll grant you it may have been hard to see, he makes so few mistakes, but he makes ‘em like all of us. You were an emotional cripple, leaning on him, getting the answers from him, assuming that your answers would always be his answers. When you happened along and saw him doing something that seemed to you to be the very antithesis of his conscience – your conscience – you literally could not stand it."
"When you stopped running, Jean Louise, and turned around, that turn took fantastic courage. Oh not the kind of courage that makes a solder go across no-man’s land. That’s the kind that he summons up because he has to. This kind is – well, it is part of one’s will to live, part of one’s instinct for self-preservation. Sometimes, we have to kill a little so we can live. "
“’Bigot,’” she read. “Noun. One obstinately or intolerably devoted to his own church, party, belief, or opinion.’
"Remember this also: it’s always easy to look back and see what we were, yesterday, ten years ago. It is hard to see what we are. " ...more
On Love: "Pursue love by striving to give it rather than possess it."
On Agency: "We often talk about the plan of salvation as if ourMemorable passages:
On Love: "Pursue love by striving to give it rather than possess it."
On Agency: "We often talk about the plan of salvation as if our lives were mapped out for us, a good enough metaphor, but he cautions, "once you get to work, you'll be unnerved by the distance between the neat map in your hand and the rough terrain at your feet. Fighting to coordinate the two, you'll be tempted to throw the whole thing over or, by way of compromise, to sit down and gossip about how great the map is. This latter kind of admiration is often mistaken for a religious life. Perhaps it is religious, but it is no life. Even sound maps are just maps. They are no substitute for real roads."
On Faith: "They say in Zen, waking up to life requires three things: great faith, great doubt, and great effort. Faith isn’t a way of going to sleep. It’s the work of waking up. And, in order to wake up, you’ll need both great faith and great doubt. In itself, doubt is neither good nor bad. Its value depends on what you do with it. You can doubt what’s real in order to stay asleep or you can doubt your daydreams in order to wake up. You can use doubt to protect you from the truth or you can use doubt to leave you vulnerable to it. You’ll have doubts regardless. Repurpose them for the sake of faith. Saving doubt is a strong solvent that can burn holes in your [worldview] and lead you back to the work of being faithful to life and, thus, to God. Practicing doubt for the sake of faith is hard work and it demands great effort. Great faith, great doubt, great effort."
"When your faith falters and you’re tempted to run, stand up and bear testimony instead. A testimony is a promise to stay. A testimony gives form to your great faith, it gives direction to your great doubt, and it publicly commits you to the great effort of trying to live what God gives. It is less a measure of your certainty about a list of facts than it is a mark of your commitment to bearing the truths that, despite their weakness, keep imposing themselves as a grace. In this way, bearing a testimony is like saying “I love you.” A testimony doesn’t just reflect what someone else has already decided, it is a declaration that, in the face of uncertainty, you have made a decision. Saying “I love you” or “I know the church is true” commits you to living in such a way as to make that love true.”
"Faith is more like being faithful to your husband or wife than it is like believing in magic. Fidelity is the key. You may fall in love with someone because of how well they complement your story, but you'll prove yourself faithful to them only when you care more for the flawed, difficult, and unplotted life you end up sharing with them. Faith isn't the opposite of knowledge. Rather, like love, faith perfects knowledge by practicing fidelity to it."
"Being a good person doesn't mean you're not a sinner. Sin goes deeper. Being good will save you a lot of trouble, but it won't solve the problem of sin. Only God can do this."
We all have a story of our own life. A story we want our life to tell- a picture of how we'd like it to look...
"You'll lavish attention on this story until . . . it becomes your blueprint for how things ought to be. As you persist in measuring life against it . . . [it] will become a substitute for God, an idol."
"Jesus Christ is not asking you to tell a better story or live your story more successfully, He's asking you to lose that story. Let His life manifest itself in yours rather than trying to impose your story on the life He gives."
"Those who find their life will lose it, and those who lose their life for my sake will find it." (Matthew 10:39)
"Free yourself from the self-obsessed burden of your own story, and center yourself on Christ. You don't need to generate merit in order to be saved, you need instead to come unto Christ and "rely wholly upon the merits of Him who is mighty to save." (2 Nephi 31:19)
"The law points wholly to Christ and His grace. Keeping the law is the work of relying on Christ's merit, not the work of generating your own."
"At some point, God will ask you to sacrifice on his altar not only your stories about your own life but your version of his stories as well. Your softly lit watercolor felt-board version of scripture stories and church history must, like all your stories, be abandoned at his feet, and the messy, vibrant, and inconvenient truths that characterize God's real work with real people will have to take center stage. If they don't, then how will God's work in your hungry messy, and inconvenient life ever do the same?"
On History: "Who shall ascend into the hill of the Lord? There is no one but us. There is no one to send, nor a clean hand, nor a pure heart on the face of the earth, nor in the earth, but only us..." Adam S. Miller quoting Annie Dillard
On Scriptures: "The Book of Mormon is the new covenant. It is given to you as a Urim and Thummim, as your own personal seer stone. Look into it and learn how to see the world by its light. And as you do, you'll be shown how to do what The Lord requires. " See D&C 84:54-57
“Get close to the scriptures. Do anything you can. God is in there.… Underline everything. Pack your margins with notes. Read Paul out loud like poetry … Squeeze their verses like oranges. Know Isaiah by heart. Love Matthew like a brother. Sing the psalms as your prayers.”
On Prayer: "Sometimes when you pray and wait in silence, a messenger will come, you'll hear the voice of the Lord, and you'll be empowered to do as God directs. But sometimes when you pray and wait in silence, there will only be silence and you will wonder where God has gone. When this happens, you'll have to make a choice. You'll have to decide whether to get up and leave the room or whether to continue in silence. If you choose the first, then you'll return to the bustle of the world. But if you persist in the second, you may discover something more powerful and primal than the voice of the Lord. You may discover that God's silence is not itself a rebuke but an invitation. The heavens aren't empty, they're quiet. And God, rather than turning you away, may be inviting you to share this silence with him. This is part of what atonement looks like: sitting in shared silence with God."...more
**spoiler alert** My first reaction to the ending reminded me of a scene in the film 'Silver Linings Playbook'...
"I mean the whole time — let me just**spoiler alert** My first reaction to the ending reminded me of a scene in the film 'Silver Linings Playbook'...
"I mean the whole time — let me just break it down for you — the whole time you’re rooting for this Hemingway guy to survive the war and to be with the woman that he loves, Catherine Barkley… and he does. He does. He survives the war, after getting blown up he survives it, and he escapes to Switzerland with Catherine. But now Catherine’s pregnant. Isn’t that wonderful? She’s pregnant. And they escape up into the mountains and they’re gonna be happy, and they’re gonna be drinking wine and they dance — they both like to dance with each other, there’s scenes of them dancing, which was boring, but I liked it, because they were happy. You think he ends it there? No! He writes another ending. She dies, Dad! I mean, the world’s hard enough as it is, guys. It’s f-ing hard enough as it is. Can’t somebody say, “Hey, let’s be positive? Let’s have a good ending to the story?”
I will write a proper review as soon as I recover....more