“I confess that I should feel a bit afraid of asking Sunday who he really is.” “Why,” asked the Secretary, “for fear of bombs?” “No,” said the Professor, “for fear he might tell me.” Detective NovelThe Man Who Was Thursday Author:G.K. Chesterton
“When duty and religion are really destroyed, it will be by the rich.” The Man Who Was Thursday Author:G.K. Chesterton
“There is one insane little hope that I cannot get out of my mind. the power of this whole planet is against us, yet I cannot help wondering whether this one silly little hope is hopeless yet. "In what or whom is your hope?" asked Syme with curiosity. "In a man I never saw," said the other, looking at the leaden sea. "I know what you mean," said Syme in a low voice, "the man in the dark room. But Sunday must have killed him by now." "Perhaps," said the other steadily; "but if so, he was the only man whom Sunday found it hard to kill.” The Man Who Was Thursday Author:G.K. Chesterton
“Thought only destroys because it broadens. A man’s brain is a bomb,” he cried out, loosening suddenly his strange passion and striking his own skull with violence. "My brain feels like a bomb, night and day. It must expand! It must expand! A man’s brain must expand, if it breaks up the universe.” The Man Who Was Thursday Author:G.K. Chesterton