Gilbert K. Chesterton
Gilbert K. Chesterton
Gilbert Keith Chesterton, KC*SG, better known as G. K. Chesterton, was an English writer, poet, philosopher, dramatist, journalist, orator, lay theologian, biographer, and literary and art critic. Chesterton is often referred to as the "prince of paradox." Time magazine has observed of his writing style: "Whenever possible Chesterton made his points with popular sayings, proverbs, allegories—first carefully turning them inside out."...
NationalityEnglish
ProfessionWriter
Date of Birth29 May 1874
trying littles lasts
I did try to found a little heresy of my own; and when I had put the last touches to it, I discovered that it was orthodoxy.
real roots drawing
Real development is not leaving things behind, as on a road, but drawing life from them, as from a root.
buddhism doubt literature
Buddhism is not a creed, it is a doubt.
doubt enlightenment goes-on
In dealing with the arrogant asserter of doubt, it is not the right method to tell him to stop doubting. It is rather the right method to tell him to go on doubting, to doubt a little more, to doubt every day newer and wilder things in the universe, until at last, by some strange enlightenment, he may begin to doubt himself.
lying men creative
There are no new lies, no new heresies. Man is simply not that creative.
mean government cynical
Democracy means government by the uneducated, while aristocracy means government by the badly educated.
truth dogma minutes
Truths turn into dogmas the minute they are disputed.
men rights divine-right
The sceptic ultimately undermines democracy (1) because he can see no significance in death and such things of a literal equality; (2) because he introduces different first principles, making debate impossible: and debate is the life of democracy; (3) because the fading of the images of sacred persons leaves a man too prone to be a respecter of earthly persons; (4) because there will be more, not less, respect for human rights if they can be treated as divine rights.
brain world fit
My brain and this world don't fit each other; and there's an end of it.
happiness men two
Happy is he who still loves something he loved in the nursery: He has not been broken in two by time; he is not two men, but one, and he has saved not only his soul but his life.
kings pennies divine
We are like the penny, because we have the image of the king stamped on us, the divine king.
jobs book journey
The Iliad is only great because all life is a battle, The Odyssey because all life is a journey, The Book of Job because all life is a riddle.
flower dark garden
Against a dark sky all flowers look like fireworks. There is something strange about them, at once vivid and secret, like flowers traced in fire in the phantasmal garden of a witch.
real profound laziness
It is customary to complain of the bustle and strenuousness of our epoch. But in truth the chief mark of our epoch is a profound laziness and fatigue; and the fact is that the real laziness is the cause of the apparent bustle.