A Quote by Gilbert K. Chesterton

Imagination does not breed insanity. Exactly what does breed insanity is reason. Poets do not go mad, but chess players do. — © Gilbert K. Chesterton
Imagination does not breed insanity. Exactly what does breed insanity is reason. Poets do not go mad, but chess players do.
Poets do not go mad; but chess-players do. Mathematicians go mad, and cashiers; but creative artists very seldom. I am not, as will be seen, in any sense attacking logic: I only say that this danger does lie in logic, not in imagination.
Poets do not go mad, but chess players do.
Old breed? New breed? There's not a damn bit of difference so long as it's the Marine breed.
Often we blame the breed, but in my opinion, it's not the breed, it's the owner. The owner has to be the pack leader and provide exercise, discipline, then affection. If you do that, you'll have a sweet, loving, and balanced dog - no matter what breed!
There is an area of the mind that could be called unsane, beyond sanity, and yet not insane. Think of a circle with a fine split in it. At one end there's insanity. You go around the circle to sanity, and on the other end of the circle, close to insanity, but not insanity, is unsanity.
Where does one go from a world of insanity? Somewhere on the other side of despair.
Anyway, what does mad mean exactly?" Rami added quickly "Aren't we all a little mad? Don't we have to be somehat mad just to go on living, to go on hoping?
Who in the rainbow can draw the line where the violet tint ends and the orange tint begins? Distinctly we see the difference of the colors, but where exactly does the one first blendingly enter into the other? So with sanity and insanity.
The challenge for capitalism is that the things that breed trust also breed the environment for fraud.
Wars breed unfairness, just as they breed collateral damage.
Ignorance and its hand-maidens, prejudice, intolerance, suspicion of our fellowman, breed dictators and breed wars.
Only a certain breed of actor should ever even try to work for Orson Welles. I'm glad I'm one of that breed.
Chess, which exists predominantly in two dimensions, is one of the world's most difficult games. Three-dimensional chess is an invitation to insanity. But human relationships, even of the simplest order, are like a kind of four-dimensional chess, a game whose pieces and positions change subtly and inexorably between moves, whose players stare dumbly while their powerful positions deteriorate into hopeless predicaments and while improbable combinations suddenly become inevitable. To make matters worse, some games are open to any number of players, and all sides are expected to win.
The worldly fountain does not breed spiritual depth.
But he who knows what insanity is, is sane; whereas insanity can no more be sensible of its own existence, than blindness can see itself.
Individual insanity is immune to the consequences of collective insanity
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