I hated the things they believe in, the things they so innocently and charmingly pretended. I hated the sanctimonious piety that let people hurt helpless creatures. I hated the prayers and the hymns - the fountains and the red images that coloured their drab music, the fountains filled with blood, the sacrifice of the lamb.
Ellen GlasgowTo drink for pleasure may be a distraction, but to drink from misery is always a danger.
Ellen Glasgow