“Alexandra was tall and blond, with a balcony you could do Shakespeare from.”
“Mr. Tall, Blonde and Lightning”
“Shakespeare's Iago could be played as a soul in hell, driven, dark and desperate, willing to do anything, willing to use anyone, in order to escape from that hell.”
“She wasn't doing a thing that I could see, except standing there leaning on the balcony railing, holding the universe together.”
“Lizbeth?" He barks from the balcony. "Guess what I just caught our daughter doing? Experimenting with beastiality-- with a bird! And you can probably guess which daughter.”
“Don’t talk like that, Dill,” said Aunt Alexandra. “It’s not becoming to a child. It’s – cynical.”“I ain’t cynical, Miss Alexandra. Tellin’ the truth’s not cynical, is it?”“The way you tell it, it is.”