A Quote by Gilbert K. Chesterton

The ordinary scientific man is strictly a sentimentalist. He is a sentimentalist in this essential sense, that he is soaked and swept away by mere associations. — © Gilbert K. Chesterton
The ordinary scientific man is strictly a sentimentalist. He is a sentimentalist in this essential sense, that he is soaked and swept away by mere associations.
The paternalist is a sentimentalist at heart, and the sentimentalist is always potentially cruel.
A sentimentalist is one who delights to have high and devout emotions stirred whilst reading in an arm-chair, or in a prayer meeting, but he never translates his emotions into action. Consequently a sentimentalist is usually callous, self-centred and selfish, because the emotions he likes to have stirred do not cost him anything.
The barrenest of all mortals is the sentimentalist.
The Sentimentalist, roughly speaking, is the man who wants to eat his cake and have it. He has no sense of honor about ideas; he will not see that one must pay for an idea as well as for anything else. He will have them all at once in one wild intellectual harem, no matter how much they quarrel and contradict each other.
Cynic' is the sentimentalist's name for the realist.
I like a singalong. And I'm a bit of a sentimentalist for the past myself.
Experience proves that none is so cruel as the disillusioned sentimentalist.
What is a cynic? A man who knows the price of everything and the value of nothing. And a sentimentalist, my dear Darlington, is a man who sees an absurd value in everything, and doesn't know the market place of any single thing.
The poet is in the end probably more afraid of the dogmatist who wants to extract the message from the poem and throw the poem away than he is of the sentimentalist who says, "Oh, just let me enjoy the poem."
A sentimentalist is simply one who desires to have the luxury of an emotion without paying for it.
I don't ever want to be a sentimentalist. I prefer to be a realist. I'm not a romantic really.
I love being sentimental and remembering things. I literally am a sentimentalist.
Never trust a sentimentalist. They are all alike, pretenders to virtue, at heart selfish frauds and sensualists.
I am a complete sentimentalist when it comes to clothes. I have so many memories attached to them that I can't throw anything out.
The sentimentalist ages far more quickly than the person who loves his work and enjoys new challenges.
I look in the mirror, and what I see is someone who has never grown up - a crashing sentimentalist who alternates between great heights and black depths.
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