Apparently, Mayella's recital had given her confidence, but it was not her father's brash kind: there was something stealthy about hers, like a stead… - Harper Lee

And it's certainly bad, but when a man spends his relief checks on green whiskey his children have a way of crying from hunger pains. I don't know of any landowner around here who begrudges those children any game their father can hit. Of course he shouldn't, but he'll never change his ways. Are you going to take out your disapproval on his children?

I came to the conclusion that people were just peculiar, I withdrew from them, and never thought about them until I was forced to.

Folks don’t like to have somebody around knowin’ more than they do. It aggravates ‘em. You’re not gonna change any of them by talkin’ right, they’ve got to want to learn themselves, and when they don’t want to learn there’s nothing you can do but keep your mouth shut or talk their language.