About Your Writing With You Left Hand,

I Don't Hafta Take His Sass

Mutual Defiance Made Them Alike.

Why Reasonable People Go Stark Raving Mad When Anything Involving A Negro Comes Up, Is Something I Don't Pretend To Understand.

My Book Had A Universal Theme. It's Not A "racial" Novel. It Portrays An Aspect Of Civilization, Not Necessarily Southern Civilization.

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.