Society takes no notice of an innocent flirtation. It waits till the mute evidence of a girl’s downfall cannot be concealed, then gasps in horror and turns her out.
Society is responsible for the sins of those you saw starting toward hell and didn’t warn ’em.
Society’s to blame for many a blithering drunkard, for starting him drinking at a fashionable party.
SOME EXTRA SHOTS TO THE OUTFIELD.
If I can send one girl from the red light back to home, mother and God, then I’ll be repaid for having stood all your bitter raillery and your mockery. Mock you old devil, mock.
Gehazi was the first grafter mentioned in the Bible.
If by some power I could yank a string and pull from you all the clothes you are wearing that are not paid for, some of you would have left only a celluloid collar and pair of socks.
Many a fool today, when told what to do to keep out of hell, gets mad at God.
Some fellows are so rotten that they ought to be disinfected for two years and then given a bath in carbolic acid and formaldehyde before they should be allowed to speak to a decent woman.
Christian Scientists, I notice, always answer the call for dinner just as quick as I do.