Babbitt Quotes

He sulkily admitted now that there was no more escape, but he lay and detested the grin of the real-estate business, and disliked his family, and disliked himself for disliking them. (1.3.2)

He was an older brother to Paul Riesling, swift to defend him, admiring him with a proud and credulous love passing the love of women. (5.3.19)

From the bedroom beside the sleeping-porch, his wife's detestably cheerful "Time to get up, Georgie boy," and the itchy sound, the brisk and scratchy sound, of combing hairs out of a stiff brush. (...

He looked regretfully at the blanket—forever a suggestion to him of freedom and heroism. He had bought it for a camping trip which had never come off. (1.3.4)

He glanced once at his favorite tree, elm twigs against the gold patina of sky, and fumbled for sleep as for a drug. (1.2.6)

[It] may have been resentment of return from this fine, bold man-world to a restricted region of wives and stenographers, and of suggestions not to smoke so much. (1.3.2)

She had become so dully habituated to married life that in her full matronliness she was as sexless as an anemic nun. (1.4.1)

"And now Myra is going to get pathetic on me because we don't train with this millionaire outfit. Oh, Lord, sometimes I'd like to quit the whole game." (2.2.45)