Our delightfully strange world


It would be unfair to the work to describe my first encounter with Orthodoxy as a reading. That makes it sound so benign, so mild and harmless. The first time I picked up G. K. Chesterton’s most important book—-and maybe the most important book for the twenty-first century—-was a collision, a smashup that left my outlook on the world in pieces and me panting for breath.