The Hand That Controls The Supper Dish

I Do Not Like A High-organized Church. I Think That As Soon As The Congregation Reaches A Level Of One Hundred Or So People, It Is Time To Build A New Church. As Soon As The Congregation Gets To The Point Where You Are Not On Fairly Intimate Terms With Every Other Person In That Church, Then You Have Become A Theater Where People Can Attend Services. I Do Not Think You Can Attend A Church Service. Service Is Not Something Which Is There To Be Viewed As If It Were A Play Or A Movie.

Who Are You Writing To, Linus?" "this Is The Time Of Year To Write To The Great Pumpkin. On Halloween Night, The Great Pumpkin Rises Out Of His Pumpkin Patch And Flies Through The Air With His Bag Of Toys For All The Children!" "you Must Be Crazy! When Are You Going To Stop Believing In Something That Isn't True?" "when *you* Stop Believing In That Fellow With A Red Suit And The White Beard Who Goes, 'ho, Ho, Ho!'" "we're Obviously Separated By Denominational Differences.

I Despise Those Shallow Religious Comics. Dennis The Menace, For Instance, Is The Most Shallow. When They Show Him Praying - I Just Can't Stand That Sort Of Thing, Talking To God About Some Cutesy Thing That He'd Done During The Day. I Don't Think Hank Ketcham Has Any Deep Knowledge Of Things Like That.

Happiness Is A Warm Puppy.

Charlie Brown: "life Is Just Too Much For Me... I've Been Confused Right From The Day I Was Born... I Think The Whole Trouble Is That We're Thrown Into Life Too Fast... We're Not Really Prepared..." Linus: "what Did You Want... A Chance To Warm Up First?"