People Read Fiction For Emotion-not Information

Indians, Of Course, Have No "theology," And Indeed No Word For The System Of Credulity In Which The White Priests Arrange For God, Who Must Be Entirely Bewildered By It, A Series Of Excuses For His Failures.

There Was Much Conversation, Most Of Which Sounded Like The Rest Of It.

You've Been Telling Us About How To Secure Peace, But Come On, Now, General-just Among Us Rotarians And Rotary Anns-'fess Up! With Your Great Experience, Don't You Honest, Cross-your-heart, Think That Perhaps-just Maybe-when A Country Has Gone Money-mad, Like All Our Labor Unions And Workmen, With Their Propaganda To Hoist Income Taxes, So That The Thrifty And Industrious Have To Pay For The Shiftless Ne'er-do-weels, Then Maybe, To Save Their Lazy Souls And Get Some Iron Into Them, A War Might Be A Good Thing? Come On, Now, Tell Your Real Middle Name, Mong General!

Unhappy Women Are Given To Protecting Their Sensitiveness By Cynical Gossip, By Whining, By High-church And New-thought Religions, Or By A Fog Of Vagueness.

The Maker Of The Universe With Stars A Hundred Thousand Light-years Apart Was Interested, Furious, And Very Personal About It If A Small Boy Played Baseball On Sunday Afternoon.