"Never look a gift universe in the mouth." - GK Chesterton
To be prolific and bad doesn't guarantee that your work will stand the test of time. But to be prolific and good and have trouble finding books written by that person, well let's just say it is baffling. (As Dale Ahlquist (President of the American Chesterton Society - and whom I had the pleasure of seeing at this year's Worcester Catholic Men's Conference) says, "Who is this guy and why haven't I heard of him?"
His writings – stories, essays, poems, books, journalism – are infused with an unequalled joy and love of truth.
In youth, he went through a crisis of nihilistic pessimism and it was his recovery from this that led him to God and ultimately to conversion. “The Devil made me a Catholic,” he said – meaning that it was the experience of evil and nothingness that convinced him of the goodness and sanity of the world and his creator. His poem “The Ballade of a Suicide” celebrates the salvific value of ordinary things; his novel, “The Man who was Thursday,” narrates the fight for sanity in an insane world and ponders the paradox of God; and “Orthodoxy”, written long before he became a Catholic, highlights orthodoxy not as a dead and static thing but as the only possible point of equilibrium between crazy heresies any one of which would drive us mad.
He took part in all the major controversies of his age, and was a lifelong adversary and friend of socialists and atheists such as George Bernard Shaw. These controversies were conducted with passion but with unfailing charity: he never sought to defeat his opponents, only to defeat their ideas. He would never cheat to score a point: and his love for the people he fought against is something that all controversialists should imitate, however hard it may be.
Excerpted from Why I Am Catholic
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