At the back of our brains is a blaze of astonishment at our own existence. The object of the artistic and spiritual life is to dig for this sunrise of wonder.
G. K. CHESTERTONIf I can put one touch of rosy sunset into the life of any man or woman, I shall feel that I have worked with God.
More G. K. Chesterton Quotes
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The essence of all pantheism, evolutionism, and modern cosmic religion is really this proposition: that nature is our mother. Unfortunately, if you regard Nature as a mother, you discover she is a step-mother.
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No man can break any of the Ten Commandments. He can only break himself against them.
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Modern intelligence won’t accept anything on authority. But it will accept anything without authority.
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There are no uninteresting things, only uninterested people.
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The riddles of God are more satisfying than the solutions of man.
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I may not practice what I preach but God forbid I should preach what I practice
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The problem of disbelieving in God is not that a man ends up believing nothing. Alas, it is much worse. He ends up believing anything.
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Let your religion be less of a theory and more of a love affair.
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CIVILISATION is not to be judged by the rapidity of communication, but by the value of what is communicated.
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I am not absentminded. It is the presence of mind that makes me unaware of everything else.
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The past is not what it was.
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Moral issues are always terribly complex for someone without principles.
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Art, like morality, consists in drawing the line somewhere.
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Journalism is popular, but it is popular mainly as fiction. Life is one world, and life seen in the newspapers is another.
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O God of earth and altar, Bow down and hear our cry, Our earthly rulers falter, Our people drift and die; The walls of gold entomb us, The swords of scorn divide, Take not thy thunder from us, But take away our pride.
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