The mind that finds its way to wild places is the poet's but the mind that never finds its way back is the lunatic's.

G. K. Chesterton
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  2. There is nothing the matter with Americans except their ideals. The real American is all right it is the ideal American who is all wrong.

  3. Artistic temperament is a disease that afflicts amateurs.

  4. The perplexity of life arises from there being too many interesting things in it for us to be interested properly in any of them.

  5. Men always talk about the most important things to perfect strangers.

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