Winter Is Not A Season, It's An

His Name Was George F. Babbitt, And . . . He Was Nimble In The Calling Of Selling Houses For More Than People Could Afford To Pay.

It Is, I Think, An Error To Believe That There Is Any Need Of Religion To Make Life Seem Worth Living.

My Objection To The Church Isn't That The Preachers Are Cruel, Hypocritical, Actually Wicked, Though Some Of Them Are That, Too - Think Of How Many Are Arrested For Selling Fake Stock, For Seducing 14-year-old Girls In Orphanages Under Their Care, For Arson, For Murder. An It Isn't So Much That The Church Is In Bondage To Big Business And Doctrines As Laid Down By Millionaires - Though A Lot Of Churches Are That, Too. My Chief Objection Is That 99% Of Sermons And Sunday School Teachings Are So Agonizingly Dull.

Except For Half A Dozen In Each Town The Citizens Are Proud Of That Achievement Of Ignorance Which Is So Easy To Come By. To Be 'intellectual' Or 'artistic' Or, In Their Own Word, To Be 'highbrow,' Is To Be Priggish And Of Dubious Virtue.

Good Lord, I Don't Know What 'rights' A Man Has! And I Don't Know The Solution Of Boredom. If I Did, I'd Be The One Philosopher That Had The Cure For Living. But I Do Know That About Ten Times As Many People Find Their Lives Dull, And Unnecessarily Dull, As Ever Admit It; And I Do Believe That If We Busted Out And Admitted It Sometimes, Instead Of Being Nice And Patient And Loyal For Sixty Years, And Then Nice And Patient And Dead For The Rest Of Eternity, Why, Maybe, Possibly, We Might Make Life More Fun.