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From Begin Here: A War-Time Essay (1940) by Dorothy L. Sayers.
In times like the present, when we see the principles we have acknowledged attacked, and their foundations undermined; when doubts about the rationality and purpose of the universe have been sown in our minds; when we are led to see ourselves more and more as the helpless puppets of world-processes which we do not understand; and when we are in addition fatigued and harassed by constant wars and upheavals, we are desperately tempted to try and call a halt to the march of events. “Give us stability!” we cry; “we do not want this perpetual change and disturbance; we want stability.”
But there are two kinds of stability. The spinning top is stable so long as it keeps moving; when it stops, it falls into inertia. Let us face the facts courageously. Unless the democracies keep moving, and unless they can preserve the vital balance of all their principles, they will become inert and useless, and will be swept up and carted away by the next moving thing that comes along. We are like a man riding a bicycle on a tight-rope across the Niagara Falls: we cannot go back, we dare not stop, we must go forward and keep our balance if we are not to fall to destruction.
That being so (and we shall probably feel better if we once accept the situation and resolve to deal with it energetically), it may be helpful to look once again at the various conceptions of man as shown to us by historical development and see whether we cannot form some plan for knitting them up again into that Whole Man who is the full expression of each and every one of us. The new Whole Man will be, or ought to be, an advance upon the original conception of him, because we now know more about the various aspects of him than we did in the Middle Ages. It was doubtless a good thing that we should thus, as it were, take him to pieces and have a look at the works, but the time has now come, I think, for putting the pieces together, with any improvements that our new knowledge may suggest. This is, indeed, a perfectly scientific way of proceeding: from synthesis to analysis, and from analysis to a new synthesis – so we need not feel that there is anything unpractical or mysterious or “idealistic” about it.
New at IWP Books: Begin Here: A War-Time Essay (1940) by Dorothy L. Sayers.
Are Women Human? (1938) by Dorothy L. Sayers at IWP Articles.
An Essayist of Three Hundred Years Ago (1883) by Edward Bulwer-Lytton at IWP Articles.
“We live now in days when Authority is said to be worn out and discredited. But never was Authority more numerously or more noisily represented. In the disintegration of the old social body every little worm that springs from its corruption into life comes forth exclaiming ‘I am He!’ Each clever youth who has just left school is in haste to found a school of his own. Every philosopher shouts ‘Eureka!’ Every politician has taken out a patent of his own for the creation of a new heaven and a new earth. Ask what question you will, someone is at hand to answer it with assurance. But from all these confident professors of conflicting certainties, what answer shall we take to the question Montaigne asked himself three hundred years ago, — Que sais-je?” (Edward Bulwer-Lytton, 1883, An Essayist of Three Hundred Years Ago)
“The poet of our youth, he is also the companion of our age. Ever fresh and buoyant, the sparkling imagery of his fancy delights, and the wisdom of his moral lines informs our heart and our judgment. Montaigne could not live without his Plutarch; but how many would be still more unwilling to part with their Horace?” (Cambridge Studies, Fraser’s Magazine, 1845, v. 32, p. 667)
The Omnipresence of Walter Bagehot (1987) by Norman St John-Stevas at IWP Articles.
New at IWP Books: The English Constitution by Walter Bagehot.
From Jacques Barzun, 1964, Of Human Freedom:
If we know where free democracy resides and what it consists in, and if we want to preserve it, we must naturally defend our Bill of Rights and Constitution and fight war and fascism. But fully as important is our obligation to let a democratic breeze into the chambers of our own house and our own brain, for it is there that democracy begins and also there that it begins to decay. It is not enough to protest against flagrant public violations. Democracy, to maintain itself, must repeatedly conquer every cell and corner of the nation. How many of our public institutions and private businesses, our schools, hospitals, and domestic hearths, are in reality little fascist states where freedom of speech is more rigidly excluded than vermin because felt to be more dangerous? It is a constant fight to besiege these live fortresses. Death and martyrdom abroad become vivid irrelevancies compared to the guerilla fought from day to day under threat of dislike and dismissal by those in whom democracy is a practical and particular passion, and not merely an opportunity for frothy partisanship.
“Introduction” and “Chapter 1” of Of Human Freedom at IWP Articles.
“I am happy too that the subject of my lecture should be Walter Bagehot, who has been my revered and, indeed, I feel, intimate companion for over a quarter of a century. The gift he has bestowed on me is what he himself called ‘immortality by association.’ Posterity cannot take up many people, so my advice to those who have such ambitions is this: if you cannot be a genius yourself, attach yourself to one who is, and then you will be drawn onwards into the future like a speck in the tail of Halley’s comet.” (Norman St John-Stevas, 1987, The Omnipresence of Walter Bagehot)
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“History shows that salvation has repeatedly come from the dauntless amateur who kept his eyes open while the initiates were sleepily chanting their old formulas.” Jacques Bazrun (Cited in Michael Murray, Jacques Barzun: Portrait of a Mind)
From Erwin Chargaff’s (1986) Serious Questions: An ABC of Skeptical Reflections:
If the world can still be saved, it will be saved by the amateurs. The experts are more than most other people responsible for the mess in which we find ourselves. They know too much about too little, but each knows something special. They can barely understand each other; they do not talk with each other; they sit and serve. To the lay world, they are of very limited use. If you want to tap them, you must know exactly where: the barrels are studded all over with false faucets, releasing nothing but hot air. Only one spigot communicates with the fount of expert knowledge, ready to drench you with more than you wish to know.
New at IWP Books: The Love Letters of Walter Bagehot and Eliza Wilson.
Jacques Barzun on The Love Letters of Walter Bagehot (Soon at IWP Books):
Bagehot’s ability to make ideas live appears on every page he wrote. A student in an American business school once found in its library a slim volume entitled The Love Letters of Walter Bagehot. It proved to be, once more, the carrier of a double message: sprightly missives to the author’s fiancée interspersed with comments on the current state of certain firms and the stock exchange that would be sure to interest the fiancée’s father. Both recipients were doubtless entertained. Bagehot’s prose is rapid and enveloping, somewhat in the manner of Bernard Shaw; it leaves no uncertainties as it voices also what the opponent or the reader is no doubt thinking. It is humorous and sad, because Bagehot, though an expert in business and politics, never feels his mind-and-heart fulfilled by them. (From Dawn to Decadence)
Jacques Barzun (From Dawn to Decadence) on Walter Bagehot:
The first thing to know about him is how to pronounce his name. It is Badjet. And the next is that his singular genius derives from his double vision. In any conflict of persons or of ideas he was always able to see that neither side was perverse or stupid, but had reasons for militancy; and he entered not only into these reasons but also into the feelings attached. This is a rare talent, especially when it does not lead to shilly-shallying in the double-viewer’s own course of action. Bagehot could always state the reasons for his choices with the utmost clarity.
Soon at IWP Books: The Love Letters Walter Bagehot and Eliza Wilson (1933).
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