I honestly have no idea why I don’t like this book. And I’m probably one of the only people who doesn’t like it. It’s not really that I hated it, it had a good message and good characters for the most part, but for some reason I just couldn’t really warm up to it. Perhaps if I had read it on my own rather than being forced to in school, I would have enjoyed it a bit more.

A great book.

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This is one of those amazing books that are ruined when you’re forced to read it in school. When meanings are hammered into your head, you don’t appreciate it as much as when you discover them for yourself. So if you hate this book because you had to read it, it is definitely worth a second, third, sixteenth read. I read it before it was required reading, and I have always loved this novel. Sometimes random passages will pop into my head. ANYWAY—read it.

recommended by my dear Lit Tutor, Ms Chua.

One of my favorite books.

One of my all-time favorite books. Don`t miss out on this one!

I read this recently and loved it, a definate classic. I will readagain and again and recommend to everyone, don’t miss out!

Reading the book and watching the movie as a child utterly impacted my perception/perspective. I learned unconditional compassion and respect for human life. Invest the time in this book- you won’t regret it!

Doesnt everyone love this book? All time classic, one of my ultimate favorite books ever.

One of the greatest books I have ever had the pleasure of paying attention to. Phenomenal!! Go out and read it now. I will be reading this again and again.

I can never stop reading this book. It should be compulsorily given to everyone at birth.

Very smart.

I know some people are put off by “classics”, but don’t be put off by this one. It sucks you in right away. You’ll love it.

I finally got around to reading this, and I see why I got all those horrified looks when I told people I hadn’t read it. A must read.

05/01/1996

One of the very few books I’ve ever read twice. And I think I’ve read this book three times now. When Harper Lee writes about Boo Radley, I tell you, I SEE a young Robert Duval. Of course, when somebody says to me, “Hey boy!! You’re peeing in public again!,” well, I see a young Robert Duvall at those times too. And when I’m getting another “talking to” at work about “poor performance” and “even poorer attitude” and when I sense that the “paper trail” is being “laid down” for my “eventual termination,” well, I see a young Robert Duvall then, too. Damn your eyes, young Robert Duvall. Damn you straight to hell!

P.S. I kid the young Robert Duvall because I likes the young Robert Duvall.

NOT.