Coincidences Are Spiritual Puns.

My Brother, Cecil Edward Chesterton, Was Born When I Was About Five Years Old; And, After A Brief Pause, Began To Argue. He Continued To Argue To The End. I Am Glad To Think That Through All Those Years We Never Stopped Arguing; And We Never Once Quarreled. Perhaps The Principal Objection To A Quarrel Is That It Interrupts An Argument.

The True Object Of Human Life Is Play.

Thinking In Isolation And With Pride Ends In Being An Idiot.

There Is, Therefore, About All Complete Conviction A Kind Of Huge Helplessness.

There Is A Great Deal Of Difference Between An Eager Man Who Wants To Read A Book And The Tired Man Who Wants A Book To Read.