“I am an unwilling devil. I cry like some vagrant child. I want to go home.”
“I want to be spoiled like a child. Cry to my heart's content. But I can only suppress my feelings...”
“Jem cried out with all his remaining strength. You cannot go where I am going! Nor would I want that for you!”
“In the morning when thou risest unwillingly, let this thought be present - I am rising to the work of a human being. Why then am I dissatisfied if I am going to do the things for which I exist and for which I was brought into the world?”
“I want to go home," she whispered to me. "Forget that last speech, I want to go home.”
“When I was a child I spoke like a child, thought like a child, acted as a child. But now that I am and adult i put my childish ways behind me.”