There must be some reference to moral reality in any law: or you cannot get that law respected.
Edición especial digital sobre el juego de pelota prehispánico.
Pictured are Eight of the ten authentic Trappist beers. Blessed beer is the best beer.
I thought we needed some celebration of Catholic culture amidst all the stories of the devils work of death and destruction in the world.
Hudge and Gudge
I’m pretty sure Chesterton would think that today’s phenomenon of turning politicians into celebrities is in some way another manifestation of that haunting suspicion of his: Hudge and Gudge are secretly in partnership. The industry praises madness, and the government is ready to supply it to the people.
I want to love my neighbour not because he is I, but precisely because he is not I. I want to adore the world, not as one likes a looking-glass, because it is one’s self, but as one loves a woman, because she is entirely different. If souls are separate love is possible. If souls are united love is obviously impossible.
Scenes that take place in confessionals always kind of make me laugh because they are 0% what going to confession is actually like.
Peace will only begin to be possible when we try to do justice to the side with which we do not feel sympathy, and earnestly try to call up in our own imagination the sorrows we have not suffered and the angers we do not feel.
The Sword of Surprise
Sunder me from my bones, O sword of God
Till they stand stark and strange as do the trees;
That I whose heart goes up with the soaring woods
May marvel as much at these.
Sunder me from my blood that in the dark
I hear that red ancestral river run
Like branching buried floods that find the sea
But never see the sun.
Give me miraculous eyes to see my eyes
Those rolling mirrors made alive in me
Terrible crystals more incredible
Than all the things they see
Sunder me from my soul, that I may see
The sins like streaming wounds, the life’s brave beat
Till I shall save myself as I would save
A stranger in the street.
— G.K. Chesterton