Here we have bishops, priests, and deacons, a Censorship Board, vigilant librarians, confraternities and sodalities, Duce Maria, L...egions of Mary, Knights of this Christian order and Knights of that one, all surrounding the sinner's free will in an embattled circle.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
The drama's altar isn't on the stage: it is candle-sticked and flowered in the box office. There is the gold, though there be no f...rankincense or myrrh; and the gospel for the day always The Play will Run for a Year. The Dove of Inspiration, of the desire for inspiration, has flown away from it; and on it's roof, now, the commonplace crow caws candidly.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
The military mind is indeed a menace. Old-fashioned futurity that sees only men fighting and dying in smoke and fire; hears nothin...g more civilized than a cannonade; scents nothing but the stink of battle-wounds and blood.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
The flame from the angel's sword in the garden of Eden has been catalysed into the atom bomb; God's thunderbolt became blunted, so... man's dunderbolt has become the steel star of destruction.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
There's no reason to bring religion into it. I think we ought to have as great a regard for religion as we can, so as to keep it o...ut of as many things as possible.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Disease can never be conquered, can never be quelled by emotion's wailful screaming or faith's cymballic prayer. It can only be co...nquered by the energy of humanity and the cunning in the mind of man. In the patience of a Curie, in the enlightenment of a Faraday, a Rutherford, a Pasteur, a Nightingale, and all other apostles of light and cleanliness, rather than of a woebegone godliness, we shall find final deliverance from plague, pestilence, and famine.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
If church prelates, past or present, had even an inkling of physiology they'd realise that what they term this inner ugliness crea...tes and nourishes the hearing ear, the seeing eye, the active mind, and energetic body of man and woman, in the same way that dirt and dung at the roots give the plant its delicate leaves and the full-blown rose.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Work! Labour the aspergas me of life; the one great sacrament of humanity from which all other things flow--security, leisure, joy..., art, literature, even divinity itself.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
The wide wonder of Broadway is disconsolate in the daytime; but gaudily glorious at night, with a milling crowd filling sidewalk a...nd roadway, silent, going up, going down, between upstanding banks of brilliant lights, each building braided and embossed with glowing, many-coloured bulbs of man-rayed luminance. A glowing valley of the shadow of life. The strolling crowd went slowly by through the kinematically divine thoroughfare of New York.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Here, the churches seemed to shrink away into eroding corners. They seem to have ceased to be essential parts of American life. Th...ey no longer give life. It is the huge buildings of commerce and trade which now align the people to attention. These in their massive manner of steel and stone say, Come unto me all ye who labour, and we will give you work.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »