Quotes About Imagination

I have often watched in fascination the leaps and bounds of her mind as, starting from the banks of uncomfortable facts, she reaches the safety of easier-tolive-with invention.

It is only when women start to organize in large numbers that we become a political force, and begin to move towards the possibility of a truly democratic society in which every human being can be brave, responsible, thinking and diligent in the struggle to live at once freely and unselfishly. Such a democracy would be communism, and is beyond our present imagining.

Most of my inspiration, if that's the word, came from books themselves.

Men almost always make gods in their own image.

If it's fiction, then it better be true.

I think the world is a series of broken dams and floods, and my cartoons are tiny little lifeboats.

When you resort to violence to prove a point, you've just experienced a profound failure of imagination.

Imagination is the politics of dreams; imagination turns every word into a bottle rocket. . . . Imagine every day is Independence Day and save us from traveling the river changed; save us from hitchhiking the long road home. Imagine an escape. Imagine that your own shadow on the wall is a perfect door. Imagine a song stronger than penicillin. Imagine a spring with water that mends broken bones. Imagine a drum which wraps itself around your heart. Imagine a story that puts wood in the fireplace.

I drew because words were too unpredictable.

And then I realized that my sister was trying to LIVE a romance novel. Man, that takes courage and imagination. Well, it also took some degree of mental illness, too, but I was suddenly happy for her. And a little scared. Well, a lot scared.

But I'm also addicted to books. And I know there has never been a human being or a television show, no matter how great, that could measure up to a great book.

I don't think you should run through life with a real erect penis. But you should approach each book - you should approach life - with the real possibility that you might get a metaphorical boner at any point.

I bet you a million dollars there are less than five books in this whole house. What kind of life can you have in a house without books?

Survival = Anger × Imagination. Imagination is the only weapon on the reservation.

But she was beautiful, with hair and eyes so dark and long. He imagined she was a reservation eclipse. Full. He needed special glasses to look at her; he could barely survive her reflection. "You're a constellation," he said.

I don't know if hope is white. But I do know that hope for me is like some mythical creature.

You're always making up stuff from the past," she said. "And the stuff you imagine is always better than the stuff that actually happened.

Hey, Mom, I'm a married woman now. I want to have ten babies and live here forever and ever. How weird is that? It's almost ROMANTIC. And then I realized that my sister was trying to LIVE a romance novel. Man, that takes courage and imagination. Well, it also took some degree of mental illness, too, but I was suddenly happy for her. And a little scared.

What's real? I ain't interested in what's real. I'm interested in how things should be.

How can we imagine a new language when the language of the enemy keeps our dismembered tongues tied to his belt?

I don't recall the moment when I officially became a storyteller—a talented liar—but here I must quote Simon Ortiz, the Acoma Pueblo writer, who said, "Listen. If it's fiction, then it better be true.

You have to dream big to get big.

Last night I dreamed about television. I woke up crying.

Branch by branch, Rowdy and I climbed toward the top of the tree, to the bottom of the sky.