SOURCE: “Chesterton's Father Brown,” G. K. Chesterton: A Half Century of Views, edited by D. J. Conlon, Oxford University Press, 1987, pp. 133–39.

In the following review, Knox describes Chesterton's writings as an outlet in which the author demonstrates his personal philosophies.

When you met Chesterton in life, the physical bigness of the man made him seem out of scale; he overflowed his surroundings. And the same thing is true, in a curious way, of his literary output; he never really found his medium, because every medium he tried—and how many he tried!—was too small a receptacle for the amount of himself he put into it. He stood alone in the remarkable generation to which he belonged in being perfectly integrated; he had a philosophy of life, and not of this life only, which was all of a piece, and it so possessed him that he could not...