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. – G.K. Chesterton
In a world flagrant with the failures of civilization, what is there particularly immortal about our own? – G.K. Chesterton
You say grace before meals. All right. But I say grace before the concert and the opera, and grace before the play and pantomime, and grace before I open a book, and grace before sketching, painting, swimming, fencing, boxing, walking, playing, dancing and grace before I dip the pen in the ink. – G.K. Chesterton
There is more simplicity in the man who eats caviar on impulse than in the man who eats grapenuts on principle. – G.K. Chesterton