Before Jem Looks At Anyone

Dill Was Off Again. Beautiful Things Floated Around In His Dreamy Head. He Could Read Two Books To My One, But He Preferred The Magic Of His Own Inventions. He Could Add And Subtract Faster Than Lightning, But He Preferred His Own Twilight World, A World Where Babies Slept, Waiting To Be Gathered Like Morning Lilies.

I Didn't Know How You Were Going To Do It, But From Now On I'll Never Worry About What'll Become Of You, Son, You'll Always Have An Idea.

As A Reader I Loathe Introductions...introductions Inhibit Pleasure, They Kill The Joy Of Anticipation, They Frustrate Curiosity.

They've Done It Before And They'll Do It Again And When They Do It -- Seems That Only The Children Weep. Good Night.

I Wonder How Much Of The Day I Spend Just Callin' After You.