Go Set a Watchman

by Harper Lee

Her favorite game was golf because its essential principles consisted of a stick, a small ball, and a state of mind.

“I’m not familiar with the author,” she said, thus condemning the book forever.

had she been obliged to pay any emotional bills during her earthly life, Jean Louise could imagine her stopping at the check-in desk in heaven and demanding a refund.

Aunty hon-ey, that sort of thing went out with the French Revolution, or began with it, I forget which.”

What was this blight that had come down over the people she loved?

Now we are both lonely, for entirely different reasons, but it feels the same, doesn’t it?

I have lost my sense of humor. I’m gettin’ like the New York Post.

Her uncle smiled, and an unholy light appeared in his eyes. He’s gonna skate off now, she thought. I can never catch him and bring him back.

Dr. Finch

“Go back to the early 1800s in England, before some pervert invented machinery.

As it rolled by, Jean Louise made a frantic dive for her uncle’s trolley:

one of the tiny things she adored about Maycomb: people remembered their promises.

Jean Louise. “I’d just love being expelled.” She would. School bored her intolerably.

I wonder what kind of miracle we could work with a week’s decency.

Scout.

“Jean Louise, have you ever met your father?” No. She had not.

He was the only person she ever knew who could paraphrase three authors into one sentence and have them all make sense.