Gilbert Keith Chesterton

(29 May 1874 – 14 June 1936 / London, England)

Gilbert Keith Chesterton Quotes

  • ''Art consists of limitation.... The most beautiful part of every picture is the frame.''
    Gilbert Keith Chesterton (1874-1936), British author. "The Toy Theatre," Tremendous Trifles (1909).
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  • ''Chastity does not mean abstention from sexual wrong; it means something flaming, like Joan of Arc.''
    Gilbert Keith Chesterton (1874-1936), British author. "A Piece of Chalk," Tremendous Trifles (1909).
  • ''White ... is not a mere absence of colour; it is a shining and affirmative thing, as fierce as red, as definite as black.... God paints in many colours; but He never paints so gorgeously, I had almost said so gaudily, as when He paints in white.''
    Gilbert Keith Chesterton (1874-1936), British author. "A Piece of Chalk," Tremendous Trifles (1909).
  • ''The whole object of travel is not to set foot on foreign land; it is at last to set foot on one's own country as a foreign land.''
    Gilbert Keith Chesterton (1874-1936), British author. Tremendous Trifles, "The Riddle of the Ivy," (1909).
  • ''An adventure is only an inconvenience rightly considered. An inconvenience is only an adventure wrongly considered.''
    Gilbert Keith Chesterton (1874-1936), British author. All Things Considered, "On Running After One's Hat," (1908).

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Best Poem of Gilbert Keith Chesterton

A Prayer In Darkness

This much, O heaven—if I should brood or rave,
Pity me not; but let the world be fed,
Yea, in my madness if I strike me dead,
Heed you the grass that grows upon my grave.

If I dare snarl between this sun and sod,
Whimper and clamour, give me grace to own,
In sun and rain and fruit in season shown,
The shining silence of the scorn of God.

Thank God the stars are set beyond my power,
If I must travail in a night of wrath,
Thank God my tears will never vex a moth,
Nor any curse of mine cut down a flower.
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The Old Song

A livid sky on London
And like the iron steeds that rear
A shock of engines halted
And I knew the end was near:
And something said that far away, over the hills and far away
There came a crawling thunder and the end of all things here.
For London Bridge is broken down, broken down, broken down,
As digging lets the daylight on the suken streets of yore,
The lightning looked on London town, the broken bridge of London

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