The Anarchy From Above
G. K. Chesterton
A silent anarchy is eating out our society. I must pause upon the expression; because the true nature of anarchy is mostly misapprehended.
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A Piece Of Chalk
G. K. Chesterton
I remember one splendid morning, all blue and silver, in the summer holidays when I reluctantly tore myself away from the task of doing nothing in particular, and put on a hat of some sort and picked up a walking-stick, and put six very bright-coloured chalks in my pocket.
(more…)What Is Eugenics?
G. K. Chesterton
The wisest thing in the world is to cry out before you are hurt. It is no good to cry out after you are hurt; especially after you are mortally hurt.
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