Showing posts with label Catholicism. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Catholicism. Show all posts

Monday, 15 September 2025

Had he boldly apostatized before he set out for Scotland he would probably have succeeded in this expedition

He [Charles Edward Stuart, the Young pretender] had never had strong religious convictions and only his father's undeviating faith and efforts to inculcate the necessity of his son's adherence to Catholicism prevented him from renouncing it before the Forty-Five. The irony of the story lies in the Prince's wavering. Had he boldly apostatized before he set out for Scotland he would probably have succeeded in this expedition and rallied that large body of secret Jacobite sympathizers who could not stomach the prospect of being ruled by another papist Stuart.

J. Lees-Milne, The last Stuarts (1983), 90

Saturday, 13 September 2025

It isn't about me not being able to see them, but them not being able to see me

The dean's always been doubtful; he says a confession box won't stop them going back to a passing thuggish friar; after all I know who most of my parish are, even with a screen between us, and they know I know, and I know they know. What privacy is this? I think this is where the dean most shows his lack of subtlety. It isn't about me not being able to see them, but them not being able to see me - does he understand that?

S. Harvey, The western wind (2018), 52

Wednesday, 1 February 2023

Saxony, birthplace of Protestantism, was now under Catholic rule

Competition for imperial favour encouraged 31 leading princes to convert to Catholicism between 1651 and 1769, including Elector Friedrich August ‘the Strong’ of Saxony in 1697, followed by his son in 1712. Saxony, birthplace of Protestantism, was now under Catholic rule.

P.H. Wilson, The Holy Roman Empire (2016), 129

Friday, 25 February 2022

Have you never been struck by the fact that communists are more numerous in Catholic than in Protestant countries?

You have to understand what communism represents in a Catholic country. Have you never been struck by the fact that communists are more numerous in Catholic than in Protestant countries? It is because the Roman Church instilled discipline among Catholics with the result that when they joined a a different 'church' they did not question its orders. Protestants have to find their own salvation. There is no hierachy to tell them what to think.

Mitterrand to George Bush , cited in P. Short, Mitterrand: a study in ambiguity (2013), 324

Saturday, 17 April 2021

He hated the frenzies of sectarianism even more than the mummeries of Rome

Now nothing is more notable about the generous and joyful impatience of Sydney Smith, than the fact that he hated the frenzies of sectarianism even more than the mummeries of Rome. For him the Methodists were simply madmen; and he said so; which is the ringing note of reality in all his record. He would have said that he was a loyal Anglican parson; his opponents might say he was a Pagan; but he was not only not a Puritan, but he was not a subconscious or submerged or secret Puritan.

G.K. Chesterton, 'Introduction', H. Pearson, The Smith of Smiths (1934), 10 

Monday, 1 February 2021

All the fault of that damned padre

Uncle Matthew went with Aunt Sadie and Linda on one occasion to a Shakespeare play, Romeo and Juliet. It was not a success. He cried copiously, and went into a furious rage because it ended badly. ‘All the fault of that damned padre,’ he kept saying on the way home, still wiping his eyes. ‘That fella, what’s ’is name, Romeo, might have known a blasted papist would mess up the whole thing. Silly old fool of a nurse too, I bet she was an R.C., dismal old bitch.’

N. Mitford, The pursuit of love (1945), collection edition. Kindle loc.11,246

Friday, 26 October 2018

would spend their last drop of blood against Popery but 'do not know whether it be a man or a horse.'

There were 10,000 stout fellows, as Daniel Defoe had written earlier in the century in The Behaviour of Servants, who would spend their last drop of blood against Popery but 'do not know whether it be a man or a horse.'

A. Fraser, The king and the catholics (2018), 3

Sunday, 23 September 2018

I hope to see all the Protestants fry in theire own grease beefore Michaelmas next

At that time [the beginning of the reign of James II] a limner was imployed to beautyfy the Parish church at Ellesmeare. This Clarke went to see his worke, and said, 'You doe well to leave the Church in good repaire for us; for you had it from us in good order.
The limner (knowing him to be a Papist) said, 'What, doe you think the Papists must have the Church?' '
Yes, I doe' says Clarke.
Then sayes the limner, 'What doe you think shall become of us Protestants?'
Then Clarke answeared, 'I hope to see all the Protestants fry in theire own grease beefore Michaelmas next.'

R. Gough, The history of Myddle (1700), ed. D. Hey (1981), 173-4

Wednesday, 13 June 2018

These pleasant, friendly people ... they were all heretics, and therefore irrevocably doomed

He enjoyed himself in England, and he liked the English. And precisely because he like them, his happy exhilaration at being among them evaporated. These pleasant, friendly people, who spoke Latin with such a deliciously comic accent - they were all heretics, and therefore irrevocably doomed.

A. Huxley, Grey Eminence (1941), 33

Monday, 23 April 2018

In closer possession of religious truths than the Pope himself

The reference to the Holy Father was not, actually, very opportune: Carolina was one of those Catholics who consider themselves to be in closer possession of religious truths than the Pope himself; and a few moderate declarations of Pius X, the abolition of some secondary feast days in particular, had already exasperated her."This Pope would do better to mind his own business." Then she began to wonder if she hand't gone too far, crossed herself and muttered a Gloria Patri. 

G. Tomasi di Lampedusa, The Leopard (1958), tr. A. Colquhon (1961), 176

Friday, 25 September 2015

It is absurd to be merely gentlemanly about it, like the Church of England, or drab and respectable, like the Nonconformists

I stayed there a few minutes [listening to the Salvation Army band], and came to the conclusion that if I could persuade myself to believe in the Christian account of this life - and the essence of it, the self-sacrifice of a god for men, seems to good to be true, and the rest of it, the theological jugglery lit by hell-fire, not worth having - I should either join the Catholic church or fall in with the Salvation Army. Both have the right religious attitude; that is, they are not afraid of being thought noisy and vulgar; to take the thing out into the street. After all, if you really believe that the gates of heaven are swinging open above you and the pit of Hell yawning below, it is absurd to be merely gentlemanly about it, like the Church of England, or drab and respectable, like the Nonconformists.

J.B. Priestley, English Journey (1934), 172

Monday, 27 January 2014

They went to the Church with a world-wide organization, the one with a rigid discipline, the one with power and prestige behind it

But what do you achieve, after all, by getting rid of such primal things as patriotism and religion? You have not necessarily got rid of the need for something to believe in. There had been a sort of false dawn a few years earlier when numbers of young intellectuals, including several quite gifted writers (Evelyn Waugh, Christopher Hollis, and others), had fled into the Catholic Church. It is significant that these people went almost invariably to the Roman Church and not, for instance, to the C. of E., the Greek Church, or the Protestants sects. They went, that is, to the Church with a world-wide organization, the one with a rigid discipline, the one with power and prestige behind it. Perhaps it is even worth noticing that the only latter-day convert of really first-rate gifts, Eliot, has embraced not Romanism but Anglo-Catholicism, the ecclesiastical equivalent of Trotskyism. But I do not think one need look farther than this for the reason why the young writers of the thirties flocked into or towards the Communist Party. It was simply something to believe in. Here was a Church, an army, an orthodoxy, a discipline. Here was a Fatherland and — at any rate since 1935 or thereabouts — a Fuehrer.

G. Orwell, 'Inside the Whale' (1940), in Essays (1984), 121-2

I think 'Inside the Whale' is my favourite of all of Orwell's essays, certainly of the political ones. To be honest people should just read the whole thing.