F.J. Sheed wrote:
Each had his own way of being himself. which means that they had they had their different ways of forcing gentlemen to listen. I shall tell a story of each, well known to men of my generation, not perhaps to our juniors.
1. Belloc was kneeling at Mass in Westminster Cathedral. A sacristan whispered to him, "Excuse me sir, we stand here."
Belloc: "Go to hell."
Sacristan: "I'm sorry sir, I didn't know you were a Catholic."
2. Chesterton was a vast man physically- over twenty stone, say three
hundred pounds. During the war a patriotic lady accused him of cowardice.
Patriotic Lady: "Why aren't you out at the Front?"
Chesterton: "Madame, if you will go around to the side, you'll see that I am."
The stories are typical- Belloc rude to the polite stranger, Chesterton
polite the rude stranger...
Frank Swinnerton drew a similar conclusion:
One reason for the love of Chesterton was that while he fought he sang lays of chivalry and in spite of all his seriousness warred against only wickedness rather than a fleshly opponent, while Belloc sang only after the battle and warred against men as well as ideas.
And finally Joseph Pearce observed regarding a quote of Belloc's:
It does not follow that one must wound people in order to provide weapons to wound and kill folly. It was a central tenet of Chesterton's outlook that one could kill folly without killing a person or his personal reputation.
Now I do hope I haven't done that seeing as this is my first post about Belloc. From what I have read I think I would have liked him very much. And please understand that the quotes appealed to me, not for the part about Belloc but rather the glimpse they give of Chesterton's remarkable character. The two were really great friends, hopefully I'll get a chance to post about their friendship before too long.