And of the women in our “smart set” nowadays. Too much can not be said
in condemnation of them. Too much time is spent by them outside of their
homes. They have thrown to the wind all womanly modesty and prudence.
They are flattered and cajoled, and they look upon themselves as sort
of an especial form upon which to hang the latest creation of a Worth
or a Redfern. They have digestive apparatus with which to digest highly
seasoned foods which some rich husband can buy and cram into their
gullets. And they lend their presence to vaudeville, and have vaudeville
performances in their homes, and their children are allowed to witness
performances which border on the obscene. And they indulge in gambling to
such an extent, poker, roulette wheels, champagne, and all the whole long
list, my friends, and they are more familiar with poker chips and gambling
devices and frivolity than they are with their Bible, the English language
or classic literature.
“No man lives to himself alone. When you go to hell you’re going to drag
someone else down with you, and if you go to heaven you’re going to take
someone else with you. You say you hate sin. Of course you do if you have
respect. You never saw anyone in this town who hates sin worse than I, or
loves a sinner more than I. I’m fighting for the sinners. I’m fighting to
save your soul, just as a doctor fights to save your life from a disease.”
“If there is a father that hits the booze, he doesn’t want his son to. If
he is keeping someone on the side, he doesn’t want his son to. In other
words, you would not want your son to live like you if you are not living
right.”
“Look on the bright side. Every time you smile you put a crimp in the
undertaker’s business, keep the hearse standing in the shed, keep the
embalming fluid out of your veins, and keep the quartet from singing
‘Lead, Kindly Light.’”