In my humble opinion, no one is as witty as our neighbors across the sea; the British know dry humor, and dear Chesterton knew it best of all. Not only did he defend truth and an ethical code, he did it with a humor that none of his adversaries could ignore, allowing him to befriend even those who vehemently opposed his opinions. Enjoy! And go pick up one if his books now…
If there is one thing worse than the modern weakening of major morals it is the modern strengthening of minor morals. Thus it is considered more withering to accuse a man of bad taste than of bad ethics.
It is the great peril of our society that all its mechanisms may grow more fixed while its spirit grows more fickle. A man’s minor actions and arrangements ought to be free, flexible, creative; the things that should be unchangeable are his principles, his ideals.
Doubtless men flee from small environments into lands that are very deadly. But this is natural enough; for they are not fleeing from death. They are fleeing from life.
Virtue is not the absence of vices or the avoidance of moral dangers; virtue is a vivid and separate thing, like pain or a particular smell.
G.K. Chesterton, In Defense of Sanity
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