Where Are Your Pants, Son?

When Stalking One’s Prey, It Is Best To Take One’s Time. Say Nothing, And As Sure As Eggs He Will Become Curious And Emerge.

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.

Shoot All The Blue Jays You Want, If You Can Hit 'em, But Remember It's A Sin To Kill A Mockingbird.

I'm Little But I'm Old.

Weeping For Anna Karenina And Being Terrified By Hannibal Lecter, Entering The Heart Of Darkness With Mistah Kurtz, Having Holden Caulfield Ring You Up - Some Things Should Happen On Soft Pages, Not Cold Metal.