The Little Way
“Her “Little Way”, just because it meant the unremitting and minute implementing of this surrender in each and all of the little things that fill up the immensely greater portion of our lives, was in…
Author: Mark J. Chmiel
Today’s One-Liner (#331)
The lives of the saints are offered to us for our study in order that we may see therein at their finest and best the virtues, qualities, and motives that made them what they were….
Today’s One-Liner (#330)
Eventually, as a tribute to Maritain’s influence on me and on many others, I wrote The Very Rich Hours of Jacques Maritain: A Spiritual Life, and I advise any reader captivated by this little sketch…
In Pursuit of Holiness
Jacques Maritain (1882–1973), a Frenchman, a layman, and a convert to Catholicism, became one of the most prominent figures in the Thomistic Revival. During World War II, the Maritains found themselves with other exiles in…
“What Is Literature?”
C. S. Lewis, who seems wiser the older I get, gave a series of lectures at Cambridge after transferring there from Oxford. These became An Essay on Criticism. As professor of Renaissance and Medieval Literature…
Today’s One-Liner (#329)
The calendar of the saints tells us that the more fervently and perfectly men and women imitate Christ, the more differentiated they become. –Ralph McInerny, I Alone Have Escaped to Tell You: My Life and…
Reading: Woes and Wonders
Ah! how many lights have I not drawn from the works of our holy Father, St. John of the Cross! At the ages of seventeen and eighteen I had no other spiritual nourishment; later on,…
Today’s One-Liner (#328)
The greatest kindness one can render to any man consists in leading him from error to truth. –Saint Thomas Aquinas, in Josef Pieper, The Human Wisdom of St. Thomas, #128
30 Years Ago Today…
Mev died. I received a beautiful correspondence from Peggy Mosher this evening. She shared about reading The Book of Mev second time. Her son Pete studied with me at SLU in 2001; years later I…
Getting to Know New York
Although I was poor, it never bothered me. I went to the library and I could read. I liked to go on the Fifth Avenue bus, which had an upper level, just to sit there…