Mr. Britling Sees it Through

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Macmillan, 1916 - 441 páginas
This historical novel is set during World War I. The title character, Mr. Britling, is an eccentric writer whose days in the summer of 1914 consist of luxurious house parties, international guests, and quick hops across the channel to visit his mistress. However, this changes as Germany marches into Belgium.

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Página 442 - Religion is the first thing and the last thing, and until a man has found God and been found by God, he begins at no beginning, he works to no end.
Página 278 - You will we hate with a lasting hate, We will never forego our hate, Hate by water and hate by land, Hate of the head and hate of the hand, Hate of the hammer and hate of the crown, Hate of seventy millions, choking down. We love as one, we hate as one, We have one foe and one alone — ENGLAND...
Página 442 - Existence; who is the end, who is the meaning. He is the only King. Of course, I must write about Him. I must tell all my world of Him. And before the coming of the true King, the Inevitable King, the King who Is present whenever Just men foregather, this bloodstained rubbish of the ancient world, these puny kings and tawdry emperors, these wily politicians and artful lawyers, these men who claim and grab and trick and compel, these war makers and oppressors, will presently shrivel and pass — like...
Página 438 - Presence of which he had thought very many times in the last few weeks, a Presence so close to him that it was behind his eyes and in his brain and hands.
Página 47 - Her pleasant butler may fear to lose his 'situation,' but nothing on earth could make him imagine a time when there will not be a 'situation' for him to lose. Old Asquith thinks that we always have got along, and that we always shall get along by being quietly artful and saying, 'Wait and see.' And it's just because we are all convinced that we are so safe against a general breakdown that we are able to be so recklessly violent in our special cases. Why shouldn't women have the vote ? they argue....
Página 46 - The psychology of all this recent insubordination and violence is — curious. Exasperating too. ... I don't quite grasp it. ... It's the same thing whether you look at the suffrage business or the labour people or at this Irish muddle. People may be too safe. You see we live at the end of a series of secure generations in which none of the great things of life have changed materially. We've grown up with no sense of danger — that is to say, with no sense of responsibility. None of us, none of...
Página 406 - But the common sense of men knows better. Every real religious thought denies it. After all, the real God of the Christians is Christ, not God Almighty; a poor mocked and wounded God nailed on a cross of matter.... Some day He will triumph.... But it is not fair to say that He causes all things now. It is not fair to make out a case against him. You have been misled. It is a theologian's folly. God is not absolute; God is finite....
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Página 375 - She called to him, but he did not answer. . , . He would not look towards her, but for a time all his senses were alert to hear whether she followed him. Safe in the summer-house he could glance back. It was all right. She was going into the house. He drew the telegram from his pocket again furtively, almost guiltily, and re-read it. He turned it over and read it again. . . . Killed. Then his own voice, hoarse and strange to his ears, spoke his thought. " My God ! how unutterably silly. . . . Why...

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