Quotes About Imagination

Lo mejor de mi vida, y quizá lo peor, sucede en mi mente. Lo que allí se genera, ideas, sueños, anhelos o imágines lancinantes del deseo, rebasa -con mucho- las evidencias avasallantes de lo real

It is not enough to know your craft - you have to have feeling. Science is all very well, but for us imagination is worth far more.

Qui donc a dit que le dessin est l'écriture de la forme? La vérité est que l'art doit être l'écriture de la vie.

An art aims, above all, at producing something beautiful which affects not our feelings but the organ of pure contemplation, our imagination.

Grant that the true organ with which the beautiful is apprehended is the imagination, and it follows that all arts are likely to affect the feelings indirectly.

Hann reisti sér loftkastala úr slitróttum minningum.

El me miró risueño, y sembró una semilla más en el fértil potrero de mis sueños de pibe.

Una cosa es planear las cosas en la cama, en las noches de desvelo, con los ojos clavados en el techo. Ejecutar el plan con el que soñamos es otra cosa bien distinta.

The camera will never compete with the brush and palette until such time as photography can be taken to Heaven or Hell.

Nature is not only all that is visible to the eye... it also includes the inner pictures of the soul.

I would give ten years off the beginning of my life to see, only once, Tyrannosaurus rex come rearing up from the elms of Central Park, a Morgan police horse screaming in its jaws. We can never have enough of nature.

Belief in the supernatural reflects a failure of the imagination.

If a man's imagination were not so weak, so easily tired, if his capacity for wonder not so limited, he would abandon forever such fantasies of the supernal. He would learn to perceive in water, leaves and silence more than sufficient of the absolute and marvelous, more than enough to console him for the loss of the ancient dreams.

I would like to evoke the sense of wonder and magic in the reader but without invoking the mystical, the supernatural or the transcendent.

How become a writer? Naturally.

And yet-when all we know about it is said and measured and tabulated, there remains something in the soul of the place, the spirit of the whole, that cannot be fully assimilated by the human imagination.

It's only a story. None of it really happened. How could it? How could such people be? The prisoner is probably a professor. The sheriff loses the next election. The truck driver died of emphysema. And as for the cowboy, that character, why nobody even knows where he is anymore. Or even, to be honest, if he ever really was.

Few sensible authors are happy discussing the creative process -- it is, after all, black magic, and may lose its power if we look that particular gift horse too closely in the mouth.

What I wanted to get at is the value difference between pornographic playing-cards when you're a kid, and pornographic playing-cards when you're older. It's that when you're a kid you use the cards as a substitute for a real experience, and when you're older you use real experience as a substitute for the fantasy.

A play is fiction -- and fiction is fact distilled into truth.

When you're a kid you use the [pornographic playing] cards as a substitute for a real experience, and when you're older you use real experience as a substitute for the fantasy.

The thing that makes a creative person is to be creative and that is all there is to it.

There is no abstract art. You must always start with something. Afterward you can remove all traces of reality. —Pablo Picasso

Human history, like all great movements, was cyclical, and returned to the point of beginning. the idea of indefinite progress in a right line was a chimera of the imagination, with no analogue in nature. The parabola of a comet was perhaps a better illustration of the career of humanity. Tending upward and sunward from the aphelion of barbarism, the race attained the perihelion of civilization only to plunge downward once more to its nether goal in the regions of chaos.