No lack of wonders

The world will never starve
for want of wonders,
but for want of wonder.

–G. K. Chesterton

Published in: on 11/22/2011 at 14:51  Leave a Comment  
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Why two?

Here dies another day
During which I have had eyes, ears, hands
And the great world round me;
And with tomorrow begins another.
Why am I allowed two?

–G. K. Chesterton (1874 – 1936)

The critical thing

When it comes to life
the critical thing is whether
you take things for granted
or take them with gratitude.

  –G. K. Chesterton

He concealed something

Joy, which was the small publicity of the pagan, is the gigantic secret of the Christian. The tremendous figure which fills the Gospels towers in this respect, as in every other, above all the thinkers who ever thought themselves tall. His pathos was natural, almost casual. The Stoics, ancient and modern, were proud of concealing their tears. He never concealed His tears; He showed them plainly on His open face at any daily sight, such as the far sight of His native city. Yet He concealed something. Solemn supermen and imperial diplomatists are proud of restraining their anger. He never restrained His anger. He flung furniture down the front steps of the Temple and asked men how they expected to escape the damnation of hell. Yet He restrained something. I say it with reverence; there was in that shattering personality a thread that must be called shyness. There was something that He hid from all men when He went up a mountain to pray. There was something that He covered by abrupt silence or impetuous isolation. There was some one thing that was too great for God to show us when He walked upon our earth, and I have sometimes fancied that it was His mirth.

–G. K. Chesterton
(1874 – 1936)

Published in: on 04/27/2011 at 3:43  Leave a Comment  
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Learning to fly

Angels can fly because
they take themselves

–G. K. Chesterton

Published in: on 07/23/2010 at 13:57  Leave a Comment  
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