When I had looked at the lights of Broadway by night, I made to my American friends an innocent remark that seemed for some reason to amuse them. I had looked, not without joy, at that long kaleidoscope of coloured lights arranged in large letters and sprawling trade-marks, advertising everything, from pork to pianos, through the agency of the two most vivid and most mystical of the gifts of God; colour and fire. I said to them, in my simplicity, "What a glorious garden of wonders this would be, to any one who was lucky enough to be unable to read."What I Saw in America by G. K. Chesterton
, quoted in Kevin Belmonte
's Defiant Joy: The Remarkable Life & Impact of G.K. Chesterton
, which I stumbled across at Ollie's Bargain Outlet
of all places.
Labels: Albion, America the Beautiful, Modernist Tomfoolery, The Catholic Faith, The Written Word