Carolina Matthews

“I could not remember when the lines above Atticus’s moving finger separated into words, but I had stared at them all the evenings in my memory, listening to the news of the day, Bills To Be Enacted into Laws, the diaries of Lorenzo Dow – anything Atticus happened to be reading when I crawled into his lap every night. Until I feared I would lose it, I never loved to read. One does not love breathing.”

Reference:
Lee, Harper (1960). To Kill a Mockingbird (pp. 19-20). New York: Harper Collins Publishers.