Author: Frances Farmer

Quotes

The Sunday School teacher talked too much in the way our grade school teacher used to when she told us about George Washington. Pleasant, pretty stories, but not true.

The Sunday School teacher talked too much in the way our grade school teacher used to when she told us about George Washington. Pleasant, pretty stories, but not true.

- Frances Farmer

I went to Sunday School and liked the stories about Christ and the Christmas star. They were beautiful. They made you warm and happy to think about. But I didn't believe them.

I went to Sunday School and liked the stories about Christ and the Christmas star. They were beautiful. They made you warm and happy to think about. But I didn't believe them.

- Frances Farmer

I think God just died of old age. And, when I realized that he wasn't any more, it didn't shock me. It seemed natural and right!

I think God just died of old age. And, when I realized that he wasn't any more, it didn't shock me. It seemed natural and right!

- Frances Farmer

I wondered a little why God was such a useless thing. It seemed a waste of time to have him. After that he became less and less, until he was... nothingness.

I wondered a little why God was such a useless thing. It seemed a waste of time to have him. After that he became less and less, until he was... nothingness.

- Frances Farmer

I have learned that to have a good friend is the purest of all God's gifts, for it is a love that has no exchange of payment.

I have learned that to have a good friend is the purest of all God's gifts, for it is a love that has no exchange of payment.

- Frances Farmer

If a person is treated like a patient, they are apt to act like one.

If a person is treated like a patient, they are apt to act like one.

- Frances Farmer

But I was sure of one thing. If God were a father, with children, that cleanliness I had been feeling wasn't God.

But I was sure of one thing. If God were a father, with children, that cleanliness I had been feeling wasn't God.

- Frances Farmer

It puzzled me that other people hadn't found out, too. God was gone. We were younger. We had reached past him. Why couldn't they see it? It still puzzles me.

It puzzled me that other people hadn't found out, too. God was gone. We were younger. We had reached past him. Why couldn't they see it? It still puzzles me.

- Frances Farmer

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