Quotes About Imagination

The other dreams inside a constellation

For people who make up stories for a living, that is the ultimate success: knowing that, when the book closes, when the series ends, the adventure is not over. It goes on without the creator, in the minds of the people who love it. You can't stop the signal. Once it's broadcast, it continues on forever, pulsing past star clusters, lighting up new worlds, collecting new fans, till the end of time itself.

Not a realistic wish, as anyone could have told him — but I would not be the one to say so. Why limit your dreams, after all? Why not hope for the grandest and the best?

Seasons didn't come behind the nicotine-stained walls of Mountain City's prison, so Harm always imagined it spring--the locust trees clustered with shaggy white blooms, the wet woods flecked with bloodroot, and wild roses and honeysuckle flashing white among the chestnuts on the mountainsides...

I always, always wanted to be the Dungeon Master because that's where the creativity lies - in thinking up places, characters and situations. If done well, a game can be a novel in itself.

Everything is recycled in India, even dreams.

The story told, true or fabled, was that Rock was back in the pool house, taking a shower, when the lights went out. Suddenly he felt the warm, naked body of Joan Crawford beside him. "Sssh, baby," she whispered, "close your eyes and pretend I'm Clark Gable.*4

A person's license to create is irrevocable, and it opens to every corner of daily life. But it is always hard to see that doubt, fear, and indirectness are eternal aspects of the creative path.

Spaces are forever acting on us and stimulating a creative range of expressions.

But there is very little emphasis within our educational systems on the education of the imagination, which requires sustained encounters with uncertainty.

So you want to hear a story? Well, I used to know a whole lot of pretty interesting ones. Some of them so funny you'd laugh yourself unconscious, others so terrible you'd never want to repeat them. But I can't remember any of those. So I'll just tell you about the time I found that lost thing....

There is an implicit recognition here that important things in life are not always immediately visible, and can't always be named, or even fully understood. Others still are entirely imaginary -- like a red tree growing suddenly in a room -- although this does not make them any less real.

Little people can be empowered through art.

All things foamed and fogged and our minds slept where they stood. There was always more shovelling to do.

I've had dreams about tricks.

It's not a real past….The past is really not that interesting.

The light of starry dreams can only be seen once we escape the blinding cities of disbelief.

I love to write poetry.

Some of my best friends are illusions. Been sustaining me for years.

You are a question I will carry through Februaries far into my future. Young I can't imagine how long those winters last.

Dreaming Of A Stranger Destinations

From dreams reality is born.

Magic Sandra's seen a leprechaun, Eddie touched a troll, Laurie danced with witches once, Charlie found some goblins gold. Donald heard a mermaid sing, Susy spied an elf, But all the magic I have known I've had to make myself.

Do a loony-goony dance 'Cross the kitchen floor, Put something silly in the world That ain't been there before.