...but before I can live with other folks, I've got to live with myself.The one thing that doesn't abide by mojority rule is a person's conscience.

Real courage is when you know you're licked before you begin, but you begin anyway and see it through no matter what.

Things are always better in the morning.

Until I feared I would lose it, I never loved to read. One does not love breathing.

Atticus told me to delete the adjectives and I'd have the facts.

Some negroes lie, some are immoral, some negro men are not be trusted around women - black and white. But this is a truth that applies to the human race and to no particular race of men.

I think there's just one kind of folks. Folks.

Are you proud of yourself tonight that you have insulted a total stranger whose circumstances you know nothing about?

We're paying the highest tribute you can pay a man. We trust him to do right. It's that simple.

It was times like these when I thought my father, who hated guns and had never been to any wars, was the bravest man who ever lived.

It’s never an insult to be called what somebody thinks is a bad name. It just shows you how poor that person is, it doesn’t hurt you.

The only way to survive in this world is by keeping alive our dream, without ever fulfilling it, since the fulfilment never measures up to what we imagine.

You can escape completely, seeking an alternative life, or you can play the game and go absent without leave. How you do it is up to you.

The most dangerous silence is the one where the impending danger is more silent than the silence there!

Oh, God, if I'm anything by a clinical name, I'm a kind of paranoiac in reverse. I think people are plotting to make me happy.

Great people do not struggle for their position

In countries where there is a mild climate, less effort is expended on the struggle with nature and man is kinder and more gentle.

Beta decay was... like a dear old friend. There would always be a special place in my heart reserved especially for it.

And if sun comes / How shall we greet him? / Shall we not dread him, / Shall we not fear him / After so lengthy a / Session with shade?

I'm an instant responder. Somebody told me I'm a living Twitter. I'm quick to respond and quick to fill air.

But if objects for gratitude and admiration are our desire, do they not present themselves every hour to our eyes?