Quotes About Imagination

I cannot sleep for dreaming; I cannot dream but I wake and walk about the house as though I'd find you coming through some door.

A salesman is got to dream, boy. It comes with the territory.

We are the music makers, and we are the dreamers of the dream. Wandering by lone sea breakers, and sitting by desolate streams. World losers and world forsakers, for whom the pale moon gleams. Yet we are movers and the shakers of the world forever it seems.

All our skill at disproving things is like a wall we build between us and wonder. To jump that wall, you need a long running start.-The Tragedy of Arthur

The highest task of intelligence: to imagine a future and then smooth its approach.

I say one must be a seer, make oneself a seer. The poet makes himself a seer by an immense, long, deliberate derangement of all the senses.

I went out under the sky, Muse! and I was your vassal.

I have bathed in the PoemOf the Sea…Devouring the green azures.

I am the master of fantasy.

What a life! True life is elsewhere. We are not in the world.

True life is elsewhere

I have stretched ropes from bell-tower to bell-tower; garlands from window to window; chains of gold from star to star, and I dance.

Quand le monde sera réduit en un seul bois noir pour nos quatre yeux étonnés, - en une plage pour deux enfants fidèles, - en une maison musicale pour notre claire sympathie, - je vous trouverai.

The Poet makes himself a seer through a long, vast and painstaking derangement of all the senses

True life is elsewhere. We are not in the world.

But to explore the invisible and to hear the unheard are very different from reviving the dead: Baudelaire is therefore first among seers, the king of poets, a true God .

Le poète est vraiment voleur de feu.

The Poet, therefore, is truly the thief of fire.

Magical flowers were humming. The turf slopes cradled *him.* Beasts of a fabulous elegance were circulating. Storm clouds were piling up on the rising sea made of an eternity of hot tears.

I say that one must be a visionary - that one must make oneself a VISIONARY.

Eternas ondinas, dividid el agua fina. Venus, del azul hermana, conmueve las puras aguas. Judío errante en Noruega, dime, ¿cómo nieva? Viejos exiliados tiernos, contadme el océano. YO-. Nunca esas bebidas puras, ni esas flores de florero, ni leyendas, ni figuras, saciarme pudieron. Coplista, tu ahijada es mi sed que se desboca, hidra íntima sin bocas que roe y devasta.

He malgastado mi vida. ¡Vamos! Finjamos, holguemos, ¡oh piedad! Y existiremos divirtiéndonos, soñando amores monstruosos y universos fantásticos, quejándonos y combatiendo las apariencias del mundo, saltimbanqui, mendigo, artista, bandido, ¡sacerdote! Sobre mi lecho de hospital, el olor del incienso retornó a mí tan potente; guardián de aromas sagrados, confesor, mártir…

This lofty thought proves I dreamt it!

From castles of bone unknown music comes