“But why had he entrusted us with his deepest secret? I asked him why. ’Because you’re children and you can understand it,’ he said, ‘and because I heard that one -’ 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 will 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 other people – without even thinking.’”
Mr. Dolphus Raymond from To Kill a Mockingbird, by Harper Lee
Thanks to collaborator Ananda Almeida.