Quotes from "Orthodoxy"
As I mentioned a couple of weeks ago, I have recently finised reading "Orthodoxy" by G. K. Chesterton. The book is filled with interesting quotes and clever remarks. Here are a few of my favorites:
"One of the strongest arguments in favor of Christianity is the failure of Christians, who thereby prove what the Bible teaches about the Fall and original sin."
"Oddities do not strike odd people."
"The poet only asks to get his head into the heavens. It is the logician who seeks to get the heavens into his head. And it is his head that splits."
"Mysticism keeps men sane. As long as you have mystery you have health; when you destroy mystery you create morbidity. The ordinary man has always been sane because the ordinary man has always been a mystic. He has permitted the twilight. He has always had one foot in earth and the other in fairyland. He has always left himself free to doubt his gods; but (unlike the agnostic of today) free also to believe in them. . . The whole secret of mysticism is this: that man can understand everything by the help of what he does not understand."
"A man was meant to be doubtful about himself, but undoubting about the truth; this has been exactly reversed. Nowadays the part of a man that a man does assert is exactly the part he ought not assert - himself. The part he doubts is exactly the part he ought not to doubt - the Divine Reason."
"If evolution simply means that a positive thing called an ape turned very slowly into a positive thing called a man, then it is stingless for the most orthodox; for a personal God might just as well do things slowly as quickly, especially if, like the Christian God, he were outside time."
"Anarchism adjures us to be bold creative artists, and not care for laws or limits. But it is impossible to be an artist and not care for laws and limits. Art is limitation; the essence of every picture is the frame. . . The artist loves his limitations: they constitute the thing he is doing. The painter is glad the canvas is flat. The sculptor is glad the clay is colourless."
"But perhaps God is strong enough to exult in monotony. It is possible that God says every morning, "Do it again" to the sun; and every evening, "Do it again" to the moon. . . It may be that He has the eternal appetite of infancy; for we have sinned and grown old, and our Father is younger than we."
"According to most philosophers, God in making the world enslaved it. According to Christianity, in making it, He set it free. God had written, not so much a poem, but rather a play; a play he had planned as perfect, but which had necessarily been left to human actors and stage-managers, who had since made a great mess of it."
"To the orthodox there must always be a case for revolution; for in the hearts of men God has been put under the feet of Satan. In the upper world hell once rebelled against heaven. But in this world heaven is rebelling against hell."
"The main point of Christianity was this: that Nature is not our mother: Nature is our sister. We can be proud of her beauty, since we have the same father; but she has no authority over us; we have to admire, but not to imitate.
"To the modern man the heavens are actually below the earth. The explanation is simple; he is standing on his head; which is a very weak pedestal to stand on. But when he has found his feet again he knows it. Christianity satisfies suddenly and perfectly man's ancestral instinct for being the right way up; satisfies it supremely in this; that by its creed joy becomes something gigantic and sadness something special and small."
These quotes stand up really well on their own, but when you take them all in the context of the book, the overall message is very powerful.
JE

7 Comments:
John E.,
Thanks for the mention of Chesterton; never heard of him before this.
I found the following site:
http://www.dur.ac.uk/martin.ward/gkc/books/index.html
where a number of his works (including books)are posted and can be read. I read mostly through the last chapters and would like to share a section that particularly grabbed my attention.
It is:
**
I have another far more solid and central ground for
submitting to it as a faith, instead of merely picking up hints
from it as a scheme. And that is this: that the Christian Church
in its practical relation to my soul is a living teacher, not a dead one.
It not only certainly taught me yesterday, but will almost certainly
teach me to-morrow. Once I saw suddenly the meaning of the shape
of the cross; some day I may see suddenly the meaning of the shape
of the mitre. One fine morning I saw why windows were pointed;
some fine morning I may see why priests were shaven. Plato has told you
a truth; but Plato is dead. Shakespeare has startled you with an image;
but Shakespeare will not startle you with any more. But imagine
what it would be to live with such men still living, to know that
Plato might break out with an original lecture to-morrow,
or that at any moment Shakespeare might shatter everything with
a single song. The man who lives in contact with what he believes
to be a living Church is a man always expecting to meet Plato and
Shakespeare to-morrow at breakfast. He is always expecting to see
some truth that he has never seen before. There is one only
other parallel to this position; and that is the parallel of
the life in which we all began. When your father told you,
walking about the garden, that bees stung or that roses smelt sweet,
you did not talk of taking the best out of his philosophy.
When the bees stung you, you did not call it an entertaining coincidence.
When the rose smelt sweet you did not say "My father is a rude,
barbaric symbol, enshrining (perhaps unconsciously) the deep delicate truths
that flowers smell." No: you believed your father, because you
had found him to be a living fountain of facts, a thing that really knew
more than you; a thing that would tell you truth to-morrow,
as well as to-day.
**
Kind of like:
And Jesus said unto him, "I am the Way, the Truth, and the Life. No one comes to the Father, except by me. If, you had known me, you should have known my Father also: and from this time on you know Him, and have seen Him."
One more, John E.,
Here's the last paragraph from "Orthodoxy"
quite a finish !
**
Joy, which was the small publicity of the pagan, is the gigantic secret
of the Christian. And as I close this chaotic volume I open again
the strange small book from which all Christianity came;
and I am again haunted by a kind of confirmation. The tremendous figure
which fills the Gospels towers in this respect, as in every other,
above all the thinkers who ever thought themselves tall.
His pathos was natural, almost casual. The Stoics, ancient and modern,
were proud of concealing their tears. He never concealed His tears;
He showed them plainly on His open face at any daily sight, such as
the far sight of His native city. Yet He concealed something.
Solemn supermen and imperial diplomatists are proud of restraining
their anger. He never restrained His anger. He flung furniture down
the front steps of the Temple, and asked men how they expected
to escape the damnation of Hell. Yet He restrained something.
I say it with reverence; there was in that shattering personality
a thread that must be called shyness. There was something that He hid
from all men when He went up a mountain to pray. There was something
that He covered constantly by abrupt silence or impetuous isolation.
There was some one thing that was too great for God to show us when
He walked upon our earth; and I have sometimes fancied that it was His
mirth.
**
Jesus,
Who, for the joy which was set before Him..endured the cross, despising the shame, and is set down at the right hand of the throne of God.
anonymous - glad I could introduce you to Chesterton (as my friends did for me). I have only ever read Orthodoxy by him, but his others are on my list. I do like the passage you have posted here in your comment (so eloquent!). I believe it is from the last chapter of Orthodoxy. Thanks for sharing.
JE
John E.,
May I share one last section from Chesterton's "Orthodoxy" that rang true for me ?
**
Christianity is
a superhuman paradox whereby two opposite passions may blaze
beside each other. The one explanation of the Gospel language
that does explain it, is that it is the survey of one who
from some supernatural height beholds some more startling synthesis.
(From a little further in the book)
In all these cases, therefore, I came back
to the same conclusion: the sceptic was quite right to go by the facts,
only he had not looked at the facts. The sceptic is too credulous;
he believes in newspapers or even in encyclopedias.
So, if we see spiritual facts for the first time,
we may mistake who is uppermost. It is not enough to find the gods;
they are obvious; we must find God, the real chief of the gods.
We must have a long historic experience in supernatural phenomena--
in order to discover which are really natural. In this light I find
the history of Christianity, and even of its Hebrew origins,
quite practical and clear. It does not trouble me to be told that
the Hebrew god was one among many. I know he was, without any research
to tell me so. Jehovah and Baal looked equally important,
just as the sun and the moon looked the same size. It is only slowly
that we learn that the sun is immeasurably our master, and the small moon
only our satellite. Believing that there is a world of spirits,
I shall walk in it as I do in the world of men, looking for the thing
that I like and think good. Just as I should seek in a desert
for clean water, or toil at the North Pole to make a comfortable fire,
so I shall search the land of void and vision until I find something fresh
like water, and comforting like fire; until I find some place in eternity,
where I am literally at home. And there is only one such place
to be found.
**
"And Jesus answered him and said, "Most assuredly I am telling you, that, unless a man is born again...he cannot "see" the kingdom of God." Nicodemus said to Him, "How can a man be born, when he is old ? Can he enter his mother's womb again, and be born ?"
Jesus answered him.."most assuredly I am saying to you, that unless a man is born of the water and of the spirit, he cannot "enter" the kingdom of God."
That which is born of the flesh is flesh; and that which is born of the spirit is spirit. Do not wonder at the statement that I make to you...You must be born again ! The wind blows where it wills and you hear the sound of it and yet you do not know from where it comes or to where it's going. So it is with every one that is born of the spirit."
I really liked the quote about monotony. I'm sure that God is quite capable of sitting through a couple of galactic years.
John,
Wonderful quotes. I read Orthodoxy in college and had forgotten its eloquence. Chesterton, like Lewis after him, has a way of saying something so true and clear that you think, "Why didn't that ever occur to me?" Then he can turn around and put such a fresh spin on something that you're stopped in your tracks.
Next you should read his novel "The Man Who Was Thursday." Very strange and heady, but a pretty amazing read. And I've got another book to recommend. Very different than Chesterton. It's called "Blue Like Jazz" by Don Miller. Just a very real and honest look at Christianity by a down-to-earth guy who struggles with a lot of the doubts and uncertainties that so often go hand in hand with faith. I'm about halfway through.
Luke - Thanks for the recommends. My book list grows ever longer (with a large portion of the books recommended by you). The "Blue Like Jazz" book sounds really interesting (I love the title).
cheers,
JE
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