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The Arrows of Desire
A series of essays on sundry topics.
140 pages, Hardcover
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F.W. Boreham
126 books57 followersRev. Dr. Frank W. Boreham
(March 3rd 1871 – May 18th 1959) Served, and wrote, in the UK, New Zealand, and Australia.
(March 3rd 1871 – May 18th 1959) Served, and wrote, in the UK, New Zealand, and Australia.
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October 25, 2019
Boreham does it again. His various and sundry thoughts may be random, but they nearly always take my breath away. I will add a few of my favourite quotes because they are just so good!
"The poem hangs on the berry-bush,
When comes the poet's eye;
The street begins to masquerade
When Shakespeare passes by."
"William Blake looked upon a transfigured world. Hemmed in by the squalor of lowliest London, his glowing fancy transformed each narrow alley into one of the boulevards of Paradise. In his matter-of-fact way he would tell how he came upon a tree full of angels in Peckham Rye, met Ezekiel in Hyde Park, and saw the pillars of the Holy City in Marylebone and Islington. Every common object was transfused with celestial splendour. It was the outstanding distinction of Blake that he sublimated every mundane object upon which his imaginative eyes rested. "
"Every landscape depends for its loveliness, not on hill and valley and stream, but on the eye that beholds it all."
"If, before dying, Lewis Carroll - always a trifle absent-minded - had inadvertently forgotten to write Alice in Wonderland, any of us could have repaired the unfortunate omission. The task would have been as simple as splitting the atom."
"Why is it, one wonders, that so many of our most fantastic fairy stories, and so much of our most delicious nonsense, have been given us by grave old university professors like Grimm, Kingsley, Dodgson, Leacock and the rest?"
"Dickens provides, indeed, a striking illustration of the fact that the voices that are most authoritative and most imperious frequently come to us, not from courts, but from kitchens."
"Life's most delicate texture is woven of dreams, visions, ideals, illusions. Possessed of these, a man is wealthy, whatever the dimensions of his bank balance. Destitute of these, however extensive his estate, he has reached the limits of abject indigence."
"It is almost better to become criminal than to become cynical. To be criminal implies an evil hand; to be cynical reveals a very evil heart."
The writer of the letter to the Hebrews argues, on towering soul after another in the old dispensation - Abraham, Moses, Isaiah, and Ezekiel - was illumined and glorified until the Sun of Righteousness Himself arose, and then humanity's entire landscape was bathed in celestial brightness. The Epistle agrees that, whilst the light of the old dispensation was a reflected light, the light of the new dispensation is direct. The old was the flower: the new was the fruit. The blossom may be more spectacular and attractive to the eyes; but it is the fruit that matters."
"The emergence, in the drama of human tragedy and triumph, of the Person of the Son of God in fleshly form is as sensational a happening as any happening could be; but the murder of the Son of God by the very men whom He came to save is the dizzy climax of stark sensationalism. The events that we celebrate at Christmas Day and on Good Friday are the most sensational events that this little world has ever witnessed."
"The Lord Jesus, at the first pang of His humiliation and shame, turned to His Father. He appealed to His Father, not as a man who has been robbed appeals to the police, not as a man whose house is on fire seeks the fire brigade, but as quietly and naturally as the chicks seek the protection of the hen's sheltering wing or as the little child confides its care to its mother's ever-listening ear."
"To forgive is to give for. When you put yourself so wholly aside that you can be sorry for the man who has wronged you, why, then you have forgiven him! To forgive is to give for!"
"The poem hangs on the berry-bush,
When comes the poet's eye;
The street begins to masquerade
When Shakespeare passes by."
"William Blake looked upon a transfigured world. Hemmed in by the squalor of lowliest London, his glowing fancy transformed each narrow alley into one of the boulevards of Paradise. In his matter-of-fact way he would tell how he came upon a tree full of angels in Peckham Rye, met Ezekiel in Hyde Park, and saw the pillars of the Holy City in Marylebone and Islington. Every common object was transfused with celestial splendour. It was the outstanding distinction of Blake that he sublimated every mundane object upon which his imaginative eyes rested. "
"Every landscape depends for its loveliness, not on hill and valley and stream, but on the eye that beholds it all."
"If, before dying, Lewis Carroll - always a trifle absent-minded - had inadvertently forgotten to write Alice in Wonderland, any of us could have repaired the unfortunate omission. The task would have been as simple as splitting the atom."
"Why is it, one wonders, that so many of our most fantastic fairy stories, and so much of our most delicious nonsense, have been given us by grave old university professors like Grimm, Kingsley, Dodgson, Leacock and the rest?"
"Dickens provides, indeed, a striking illustration of the fact that the voices that are most authoritative and most imperious frequently come to us, not from courts, but from kitchens."
"Life's most delicate texture is woven of dreams, visions, ideals, illusions. Possessed of these, a man is wealthy, whatever the dimensions of his bank balance. Destitute of these, however extensive his estate, he has reached the limits of abject indigence."
"It is almost better to become criminal than to become cynical. To be criminal implies an evil hand; to be cynical reveals a very evil heart."
The writer of the letter to the Hebrews argues, on towering soul after another in the old dispensation - Abraham, Moses, Isaiah, and Ezekiel - was illumined and glorified until the Sun of Righteousness Himself arose, and then humanity's entire landscape was bathed in celestial brightness. The Epistle agrees that, whilst the light of the old dispensation was a reflected light, the light of the new dispensation is direct. The old was the flower: the new was the fruit. The blossom may be more spectacular and attractive to the eyes; but it is the fruit that matters."
"The emergence, in the drama of human tragedy and triumph, of the Person of the Son of God in fleshly form is as sensational a happening as any happening could be; but the murder of the Son of God by the very men whom He came to save is the dizzy climax of stark sensationalism. The events that we celebrate at Christmas Day and on Good Friday are the most sensational events that this little world has ever witnessed."
"The Lord Jesus, at the first pang of His humiliation and shame, turned to His Father. He appealed to His Father, not as a man who has been robbed appeals to the police, not as a man whose house is on fire seeks the fire brigade, but as quietly and naturally as the chicks seek the protection of the hen's sheltering wing or as the little child confides its care to its mother's ever-listening ear."
"To forgive is to give for. When you put yourself so wholly aside that you can be sorry for the man who has wronged you, why, then you have forgiven him! To forgive is to give for!"
June 1, 2011
One of the better Borehams I have read although I haven't read that many.
Some great adventure/missions biographies in here; about 20 out of the 30 are biographical.
Some great adventure/missions biographies in here; about 20 out of the 30 are biographical.
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