I Was Brought Up In The Great

I Wondered How A Man Ever Got An English Girl Into Bed. What Did They Do With Her Hockey Stick?

I Was Brought Up In The Great Tradition Of The Late Nineteenth Century: That A Writer Never Complains, Never Explains And Never Disdains.

Creative Geniuses Are A Slap-happy Lot. Treat Them With Respect.

I Kept Careful Record Of The Impact Of Religion On The Election In My County. The Religious Issue Permeated Every Meeting I Conducted. It Influenced Republicans And Democrats Alike. Ministers Preached Politics Publicly And Churches Distributed The Most Vicious Electioneering Materials. Practically No One I Met Escaped The Pressure Of This Overriding Problem And Both Parties Were Ultimately Forced To Make Their Major Calculations With The Religious Question A Foremost Consideration.

I Am A Humanist Because I Think Humanity Can, With Constant Moral Guidance, Create Reasonably Decent Societies. I Think That Young People Who Want To Understand The World Can Profit From The Works Of Plato And Socrates, The Behaviour Of The Three Thomases, Aquinas, More And Jefferson - The Austere Analyses Of Immanuel Kant And The Political Leadership Of Abraham Lincoln And Franklin Roosevelt.