Truth is the strong compost in which beauty may sometimes germinate.
Christopher Morley (1890-1957) American journalist, novelist, essayist, poet
(Attributed)
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Morley, Christopher
My theology, briefly, is that the universe was dictated but not signed.
Christopher Morley (1890-1957) American journalist, novelist, essayist, poet
(Attributed)
Be prepared for Truth at all hours and in the most fantastic disguises. This is the only safety.
Christopher Morley (1890-1957) American journalist, novelist, essayist, poet
Inward Ho!, ch. 1 (1923)
Blessed is he who has never been tempted; for he knows not the frailty of his rectitude.
Christopher Morley (1890-1957) American journalist, novelist, essayist, poet
Inward Ho!, ch. 1 (1923)
(Source)
I suffer fools gladly, for I have always been on good terms with myself.
Christopher Morley (1890-1957) American journalist, novelist, essayist, poet
Inward Ho!, ch. 13 (1923)
There are three ingredients in the good life: learning, earning, and yearning.
Christopher Morley (1890-1957) American journalist, novelist, essayist, poet
Parnassus on Wheels, ch. 10 (1917)
When you sell a man a book you don’t sell him just twelve ounces of paper and ink and glue — you sell him a whole new life.
Christopher Morley (1890-1957) American journalist, novelist, essayist, poet
Parnassus on Wheels, ch. 4 (1917)
(Source)
Printer’s ink has been running a race against gunpowder these many, many years. Ink is handicapped, in a way, because you can blow up a man with gunpowder in half a second, while it may take twenty years to blow him up with a book. But the gunpowder destroys itself along with its victim, while a book can keep on exploding for centuries.
Christopher Morley (1890-1957) American journalist, novelist, essayist, poet
The Haunted Bookshop, ch. 6 [Roger Mifflin] (1919)
(Source)
All cities are mad: but the madness is gallant. All cities are beautiful: but the beauty is grim.
Christopher Morley (1890-1957) American journalist, novelist, essayist, poet
Where the Blue Begins (1922)
There is only one success … to be able to spend your life in your own way, and not to give others absurd maddening claims upon it.
Christopher Morley (1890-1957) American journalist, novelist, essayist, poet
Where the Blue Begins, ch. 8 (1922)
No man is lonely while eating spaghetti — it requires too much attention.
Christopher Morley (1890-1957) American journalist, novelist, essayist, poet
In Life (24 Oct 1969)