I have chosen the word "study" rather than biography deliberately. Readers looking to find a strict chronological account of St. Francis or St. Thomas according to the modern or postmodern canons of historiography should look elsewhere. What Chesterton does is get you at the heart of these two saints. He tells you what they were all about. He is somehow able to convey to his readers the very air that these saints breathed.
And then there is _The Everlasting Man_. While it is hard to characterize, this is Chesterton's best work. Period. Written as an answer to H. G. Wells's _Outline of History_, Chesterton gets at what is most important in human history: the fact that God became Man in Jesus Christ. It really is an incredible book.
Chesterton had an amazing knack to cut to the heart of the matter. If you want to see what St. Francis or St. Thomas were all about, or to appreciate more the Lord who inspired these saints, I would highly recommend this book.
Chesterton's book on St Francis is wonderful. Unlike most modern books, it places Francis squarely in Christianity. (Many contemporary books on Francis portray him as a 13th-century hippie, which would have astounded the devout friar!)
The book on Thomas Aquinas is simply the best biography of him ever, and many noted Thomists have agreed with this sentiment.
But "The Everlasting Man" is the true pinnacle of Chesterton's amazing output. In one book he puts "comparative religion" into a new and brilliant perspective. C.S. Lewis listed "Everlasting Man" as one of the reasons he became a Christian, and it really will floor you.
(If you are short on funds you can always buy Everlasting Man as a single volume, too!)
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It appears, at first glance, that this book only contains the comedies written by Shakespeare, but that is because there are three Tables of Contents within the book. These lists are placed at the beginning of each section, and the following page numbers begin at one again. However, not in the case of the Poems and Sonnets, which are in the Historical Plays list.
There is an additional list for the exquisite plates, which add another dimension to the historical significance of this library. The artwork, such as the three witches who enter to thunder and lightning in Macbeth, is extraordinary. You will find the work of:
*Sir John Gilbert (1817-1897) who created almost 750 pictures just for Shakespeare's works.
*George Cruikshank, who was the son of Isaac Cruikshank, a Scottish painter, and the primary illustrator for Charles Dickens.
*Robert Dudley, Earl of Leicester (1532-1588). Dudley knew Shakespeare, and was once courtier in the court of Queen Elizabeth I.
For any student or lover of literature and art, or as a writer's reference, this is a requisite.
Victoria Tarrani
George Gilbert sculpts anecdotes from the life of his main character, Wolf into a larger than life statue of a man who proceeds from one misadventure to the next without learning a thing and making the same mistakes over and over again. Drugs, sex, foreign travel, encountering the famous as well as the infamous keeps this book rolling right along. It is one of those books that you pick up and not put down until you are finished a couple of hours later. If you have read it completely or are picking it up for the first time, turn to any page and get a mega-dose of life experience, wit, sarcasm and philosophy either by Wolf or folks he has crossed paths with like John Wayne, Alan Ladd, Hemmingway, Faulkner and many more. Read about the [woman] who had to be buried in a Y-shaped coffin.
I can't help but think that Wolf's misadventures as a San Francisco cabbie and the rest of his mayhem filled life are the not so subtle glimpses of life's realities. Do Wolf's base, eccentric primal callings represent the collective consciousness that we, as a society are too arrogant to look at? Would we be too afraid to admit to ourselves, much less anyone else, that a little bit of Wolf lurks within? George Gilbert brings a lot to the table with this book. Is Wolf the man who comes here from back in the cave-dwelling days, the Roman Empire and all it's debauchery days or is he a modern day silicone-ruled guy doing what we all at some level could digress to rather quickly? I am somewhat embarrassed to admit I see a little bit of Wolf in me. Give it a read and see if you don't see some of Wolf in you as well.
Opening MEMOIRS, etc., is like boarding a roller coaster in Dante's Inferno. Turn a page and the world drops away beneath you. Up - down - jerked around on a nightmare ride while Jose Greco flamencos on your head. This is not a book to curl up cozy and warm with on a dark and stormy night. This is a book to pick up when you've run out of Dostoyevsky and Jim Thompson and still need a neat jolt of literary art in the raw.
Like The Inferno, MEMOIRS passes through levels, but not in any formal sort of sequence. The territory of Gilbert's imagination shifts and tacks: slips and slides and morphs into different, new and fresh zones as easily and gracefully as a super CD changer. Gilbert weaves elements of fact, fantasy and delirium into a dizzy and dazzling narrative that races toward a focal intersection where all lights are GO! And the ensuing wreck is just what you might - or might not - expect.
The thing with thrill rides is you always get off. You can close this book, but I don't know if you can ever put it down.
In order to enjoy the special delights of this book one must first read it from cover to cover. I say 'cover to cover' instead of from beginning to end because there is no beginning or end. No story at all in fact, but rather a bewildering jumble of fragments from twenty or more stories that never got written. Rather than recognizable characters you have unconnected characteristics attached to various names, many of which are impossible to keep track of. The exasperation of this first read-through is somewhat ameliorated by the frequent eruptions of humor that are raucous, bawdy and surrealistic by turns, and at times, all three together.
What the overview of this first read gives you is not a world but the author's way of seeing his world. Once you are oriented to that you can take any single line, paragraph or group of pages and they all have an immediate resonance. It is like the best kind of jazz, where the improvisations on a standard tune amount to a composing of music in the act of performing, and because of knowing the tune the listener can jump in at any riff and it's happening. With Memoirs and Stories of a Madman the word by word movement may be sometimes inventive, sometimes hallucinatory and sometimes confessional, but it is always alive, vibrant, imbued with a naked vulnerability that is exposed with a defiant courageousness.
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If _Orthodoxy_ was written as a defense of Christian sanity against the heresies of the modern world that were driving men mad, the works contain in this volume are Chesterton's defense of the Catholic Church as the bastion of that Christian sanity.
This volume would be worth the purchase just for the short essay, "What Do They Think?" -- or even for the reminder that "Christianity is not a religion; it is a Church." I *highly* recommend this book.
And this beauty is found only on page 9. 540 delightful pages follow.
Ignatius Press has done a wonderful deed in reprinting the collected works of Chesterton. This is Volume III, and it deals exclusively with Chesterton's writings on Christ and His Church.
Like all of Chesterton's work it is a delight to read. In it he tries to answer an unanswerable question - that of his conversion.
In the end, Chesterton is left to say, "I might treat the matter personally and describe my own conversion; but I happen to have a strong feeling that this method makes the business look much smaller than it really is.... I would say chiefly of the Catholic Church that it is catholic. I would rather try to suggest that it is not only larger than me, but larger than anything in the world; that it is indeed larger than the world."
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The first volume presents the scope, the second presents the methods and the third the practice of public health with a total of 101 chapters from close to 200 international contributors
Each chapter is extensive both in its research, details and scope with relevant references and suggested bibliography. It is truly comprehensive in its international scale and the editors must be congratulated for making a clear, consistent and easy read textbook. The subject of bioterrorism with reference to the antrax scare and other possibilities in the wake of the Twin Tower attack is reviewed from a public health aspect. The index extensive.
My own interests of child public health, adolescence, disability and mental retardation were well rewarded with fine chapters and a scholary discussions of even the current classifications of disability, handicap and intellectual disability. The chapter on adolescence had fine suggestions for health policies on a local and global basis.
This is an important book that should be found at every public health library and at the side of specialists in public health medicine.
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Chesterton's insights into various figures and movements of the early 20th century are a great joy to read, and still are important today in combatting various contemporary insanities. If you want to understand more about one of the greatest English authors of the 20th century, this book is a must have.
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compiled principally by patrick mcdonnell (artist and author of "mutts" -- the finest contemporary comic strip) this is a good introduction to the best comic strip of all time. for some thirty years in the first half of the american century, george herriman created one of the greatest works of american art and literature. based almost entirely on variations on a theme (cat loves mouse, dog loves cat, mouse throws brick, cat deems said abuse [rightly?] as a sign of love), herriman caught the essence of a country barely growing up, as well as love in all its potential manifestations.
"krazy kat" can be appreciated as allegory, or it can be enjoyed simply as damned funny. this volume will allow you to have a bit of both.
but oh dear, when will some brave publisher issue the entire run?
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Chesterton is a wonderful writer. A poet by nature, Chesterton focuses on the material and concrete in ways that seems both paradoxical and wondrous. In "Saint Francis of Assisi," Chesterton takes the most popular saint, and presents all those details that really make us modern secularists most uncomfortable with him. In another book here, he links St. Thomas Aquinas to Francis, showing that, despite their vast differences in temperament, they both strove to save and present the goodness of creation and nature and to rebuke (in word or action) those who would hold the bodily in disdain.
In a sense, the biographies here are more than biographies. They're filled with diversions, and those diversions all point in the direction of the remaining book, "The Everlasting Man," which is presented between the other two. The central point here is that the Incarnation is the central event of human history; it allows us to joyously celebrate the good of creation and nature, as God has blessed matter with His very being.
Also, Chesterton is a real pleasure to read, as this passage shows: "One of my first journalistic adventures, or misadventures, concerned a comment on Grant Allen, who had written a book about the Evolution of the Idea of God. I happened to remark that it would be much more interesting if God wrote a book about the evolution of the idea of Grant Allen."
His wit shines in the conclusion of this anecdote. To his bemusement, his editor castigates *him* for being blasphemous. "In that hour I learned many things, including the fact that there is something purely acoustic in much of that agnostic sort of reverence. The editor had not seen the point, because in the title of the book the long word came at the beginning and the short word at the end; whereas in my comments the short word came at the beginning and gave him a sort of shock. I have noticed that if you put a word like God into the same sentence with a word like dog, these abrupt and angular words affect people like pistol-shots. Whether you say that God made the dog or the dog made God does not seem to matter; that is only one of the sterile disputations of the too subtle theologians. But so long as you begin with a long word like evolution the rest will roll harmlessly past; very probably the editor had not read the whole of the title, for it is rather a long title and he was rather a busy man."