“You know (to adopt the easy or conversational style) that you and I belong to a happy minority. We are the sons of the hunters and the wandering singers, and from our boyhood nothing ever gave us greater pleasure than to stand under lonely skies in forest clearings, or to find a beach looking westward at evening over unfrequented seas. But the great mass of men love companionship so much that nothing seems of any worth compared with it. Human communion is their meat and drink, and so they use the railways to make bigger and bigger hives for themselves.”
“You know (to adopt the easy or conversational style) that you and I belong to a happy minority. We are the sons of the hunters and the wandering singers, and from our boyhood nothing ever gave us greater pleasure than to stand under lonely skies in forest clearings, or to find a beach looking westward at evening over unfrequented seas. But the great mass of men love companionship so much that nothing seems of any worth compared with it. Human communion is their meat and drink, and so they use the railways to make bigger and bigger hives for themselves.”
Hilaire Belloc
“All men have an instinct for conflict: at least, all healthy men.”
Hilaire Belloc“The pilgrim is humble and devout, and human, and charitable, and ready to smile and admire; therefore, he should comprehend the whole of his way, the people in it, and the hills and the clouds, and the habits of the various cities.”
Hilaire Belloc“I'm tired of love I'm still more tired of rhyme but money gives me pleasure all the time. ”
Hilaire Belloc“I have wandered all my life, and I have also traveled; the difference between the two being this, that we wander for distraction, but we travel for fulfillment.”
Hilaire Belloc“Every major question in history is a religious question. It has more effect in molding life than nationalism or a common language.”
Hilaire Belloc“Statistics are the triumph of the quantitative method, and the quantitative method is the victory of sterility and death.”
Hilaire Belloc“Loss and possession, death and life are one, There falls no shadow where there shines no sun.”
Hilaire Belloc“When friendship disappears then there is a space left open to that awful loneliness of the outside world which is like the cold space between the planets. It is an air in which men perish utterly.”
Hilaire Belloc“When I am dead, I hope it may be said: His sins were scarlet, but his books were read.”
Hilaire Belloc“Just as there is nothing between the admirable omelette and the intolerable so with autobiography.”
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