Quote by G.K. Chesterton

“But all the optimism of the age had been false and disheartening for this reason, that is had always been trying to prove that we fit in to the world. The Christian optimism is based on the face that we do not fit into the world. I had tried to be happy by telling myself that man is an animal, like any other which sought its meat from God. But now I really was happy, for I had learnt that man really was a monstrosity. I had been right in feeling all things as odd, for I myself was at once worse and better than all things. The optimist's pleasure was prosaic, for it dwelt on the unnaturalness of everything in the light of the supernatural. The modern philosopher told me again and again that I was in the right place, and I had still felt depressed even in acquiescence. But I had heard that I was in the wrong place, and my soul sang for joy, like a bird in spring. The knowledge found out an illuminated forgotten chambers in the dark house of infancy. I knew now why the grass had always seemed as queer to me as the green beard of a giant, and why I could feel homesick at home.”