“He will get through this, even if he thinks he won't.”

“He jerked his head at Dill: 'Things haven't caught up with that one's instinct yet. Let him get a little older and he won't get sick and cry. Maybe things'll strike him as being- not quite right, say, but he won't cry, not when he gets a few years on him.''Cry about what, Mr. Raymond?' Dill's maleness was beginning to assert itself.'Cry about the simple hell people give each other- without even thinking. Cry about the hell white people give colored folks, without even stopping to think that they're people too.A reflection on the innocence and vulnerability of children”

“The way he looked at you. I got it then. He loved you, and it was killing him. He won't get over you, Clary, he can't.”

“She tried to get even with him through psychological warfare but couldn't, because he didn't care.”

“You will be getting a haircut, won't you?"Halt ran his hand through his hair. It was getting a little long, he thought.I'll give it a trim," he said, his hand dropping unconciously to the hilt of his saxe knife. This time, Pauline did look up.You'll get a haircut," she said. Her gaze was steady and unwavering.I'll get a haircut," he agreed meekly.”

“He thinks I'm going to fall apart. But I won't.”