The middle class, that prisoner of the barbarian 20th century.
SINCLAIR LEWISThe middle class, that prisoner of the barbarian 20th century.
SINCLAIR LEWISIn protest, I declined election to the National Institute of Arts and Letters some years ago, and now I must decline the Pulitzer Prize.
SINCLAIR LEWISThe greatest mystery about a human being is not his reaction to sex or praise, but the manner in which he contrives to put in twenty-four hours a day. It is this which puzzles the longshoreman about the clerk, the Londoner about the bushman.
SINCLAIR LEWISYou have more people that love you than you know.
SINCLAIR LEWISIn fact, the whole thing about prohibition is this: it isn’t the initial cost, it’s the humidity.
SINCLAIR LEWISIt is the irritation of getting tickets, packing, finding trains, lying in bouncing berths, washing without water, digging out passports, and fighting through customs.
SINCLAIR LEWISTo live in Carlsbad is seemly and to loaf at San Remo healing to the soul, but to get from Carlsbad to San Remo is of the devil.
SINCLAIR LEWISUnder a tyranny, most friends are a liability. One quarter of them turn “reasonable” and become your enemies.
SINCLAIR LEWISIt isn’t what you earn but how spend it that fixes your class.
SINCLAIR LEWISWhatever the misery, he could not regain contentment with a world which, once doubted, became absurd.
SINCLAIR LEWISFine, large, meaningless, general terms like romance and business can always be related. They take the place of thinking, and are highly useful to optimists and lecturers.
SINCLAIR LEWISMost troubles are unnecessary. We have Nature beaten; we can make her grow wheat; we can keep warm when she sends blizzards. So we raise the devil just for pleasure–wars, politics, race-hatreds, labor-disputes.
SINCLAIR LEWISVast is the power of cities to reclaim the wanderer.
SINCLAIR LEWISWe’re tired of seeing just a few people able to be individualists. We’re tired of always deferring hope till the next generation.
SINCLAIR LEWISHis name was George F. Babbitt, and . . . he was nimble in the calling of selling houses for more than people could afford to pay.
SINCLAIR LEWISI was brought up to believe that the Christian God wasn’t a scared and compromising public servant, but the creator of the whole merciless truth, and I reckon that training spoiled me – I actually took my teachers seriously!
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