A Chesterton Calendar: Compiled from the writings of 'G.K.C.' both in verse and in prose. With a section apart for the moveable feasts.Chesterton, G. K. (Gilbert Keith)
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A Chesterton Calendar: Compiled from the writings of 'G.K.C.' both in verse and in prose. With a section apart for the moveable feasts.
Chesterton, G. K. (Gilbert Keith)
Chesterton, G. K. (Gilbert Keith), 1874-1936 -- Calendars
Like Cato give his little Senate laws
And sit attention to his own applause.
Johnson, so far from being king of his company, was a sort of Irish
Member in his own Parliament. Addison was a courteous superior and was
hated. Johnson was an insolent equal, and therefore was loved by all
who knew him and handed down in a marvellous book which is one of the
mere miracles of love.
_'What's Wrong with the World.'_
SEPTEMBER 19th
Brave men are all vertebrates: they have their softness on the surface
and their toughness in the middle.
_'Tremendous Trifles.'_
SEPTEMBER 20th
The teetotaller has chosen a most unfortunate phrase for the drunkard
when he says that the drunkard is making a beast of himself. The man
who drinks ordinarily makes nothing but an ordinary man of himself.
The man who drinks excessively makes a devil of himself. But nothing
connected with a human and artistic thing like wine can bring one
nearer to the brute life of Nature. The only man who is, in the exact
and literal sense of the words, making a beast of himself is the
teetotaller.
_'Charles Dickens.'_
SEPTEMBER 21st _ST. MATTHEW'S DAY_
The abyss between Christ and all His modern interpreters is that we
have no record that He ever wrote a word, except with His finger in
the sand. The whole is the history of one continuous and sublime
conversation. It was not for any pompous proclamation, it was not for
any elaborate output of printed volumes; it was for a few splendid and
idle words that the cross was set up on Calvary and the earth gaped,
and the sun was darkened at noonday.
_'Twelve Types.'_
SEPTEMBER 22nd
So with the wan waste grasses on my spear,
I ride for ever seeking after God.
My hair grows whiter than my thistle plume
And all my limbs are loose; but in my eyes
The star of an unconquerable praise:
For in my soul one hope for ever sings,
That at the next white corner of a road
My eyes may look on Him.
_'The Wild Knight.'_
SEPTEMBER 23rd
An error is more menacing than a crime, for an error begets crimes....
A free lover is worse than a profligate. For a profligate is serious
and reckless even in his shortest love; while a free lover is cautious
and irresponsible even in his longest devotion.
_'Tremendous Trifles.'_
SEPTEMBER 24th
If the barricades went up in our streets and the poor became masters,
I think the priests would escape, I fear the gentlemen would; but
I believe the gutters would be simply running with the blood of
philanthropists.
_'Charles Dickens.'_
SEPTEMBER 25th
Pessimism says that life is so short that it gives nobody a chance;
religion says that life is so short that it gives everybody his final
chance.
_Introduction to 'Nicholas Nickleby.'_
SEPTEMBER 26th
In short, one Pankhurst is an exception, but a thousand Pankhursts are
a nightmare, a Bacchic orgy, a witch's sabbath. For in all legends men
have thought of women as sublime separately, but horrible in a crowd.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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