"You never really understand a person until you consider things from his point of view."
"There was nowhere to go, but I turned to go and met Atticus's vest front. I buried my head in it and listened to the small internal noises that went on behind the light blue cloth: his watch ticking, the faint crackle of his starched shirt, the soft sound of his breathing. 'Your stomach's growling,' I said. 'I know it,' he said."
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Source: Harper Lee (1960). “TO KILL A MOCKINGBIRD”
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