Quotes About Imagination

Kings are not born: they are made by artificial hallucination.

Some people see things as they are and say why? I dream things that never were and say why not?

Some men see things as they are and say why—I dream things that never were and say why not.

You see things; and you say, 'Why?' But I dream things that never were; and I say, 'Why not?

What if there were no hypothetical questions?

I was a loner as a child. I had an imaginary friend - I didn't bother with him.

They give you a colouring book and some crayons, and tell you, be creative...but don't go outside the lines.

The memory has as many moods as the temper, and shifts its scenery like a diorama.

What a different result one gets by changing the metaphor!

No chemical process shows a more wonderful activity than the transforming influence of the thoughts we imagine to be going on in another.

Take your sensibility and use it as a vision

A map was a fine thing to study when you were disposed to think of something else, being made up of names that would turn into a chime if you went back upon them.

I shall be so glad if you will tell me what to read. I have been looking into all the books in the library at Offendene, but there is nothing readable. The leaves all stick together and smell musty. I wish I could write books to amuse myself, as you can! How delightful it must be to write books after one's own taste instead of reading other people's! Home-made books must be so nice.

So much of our early gladness vanishes utterly from our memory: we can never recall the joy with which we laid our heads on our mother's bosom or rode on our father's back in childhood. Doubtless that joy is wrought up into our nature, as the sunlight of long-past mornings is wrought up in the soft mellowness of the apricot, but it is gone for ever from our imagination, and we can only BELIEVE in the joy of childhood.

Before marriage she had completely mastered my imagination, for she was a secret to me; and I created the unknown thought before which I trembled as if it were hers.

Men can do nothing without the make-believe of a beginning.

But we are frightened at much that is not strictly conceivable.

Mrs. Davilow have willingly let fall a hint of the aerial castle-building which she had

The text, whether of prophet or of poet, expands for whatever we can put into it, and even his bad grammar is sublime.

We are all of us imaginative in some form or other, for images are the brood of desire

Fred at six years old thought her the nicest girl in the world, making her his wife with a brass ring which he had cut from an umbrella.

Oh, he dreams footnotes, and they run away with all his brains.

dream. But these kinds of inspiration Lydgate regarded as rather vulgar and vinous compared with the imagination that reveals subtle actions inaccessible by any sort of lens, but tracked in that outer darkness through long pathways of necessary sequence by the inward light which is the last refinement of Energy, capable of bathing even the ethereal atoms in its ideally illuminated space.

But what we strive to gratify, though we may call it a distant hope, is an immediate desire: the future estate for which men drudge up city alleys exists already in their imagination and love.