Quotes About Imagination

Aspiring novelists should be taught that the old adage, "Write about what you know," isn't limited to what you have personally experienced. Vicarious experience is also a great part of what you know. Read a lot of history and it becomes part of your store of knowledge, part of what you're prepared to write about. The same goes for stories and memories that other people share with you.

Therefore, in the presence of my dear family, in the presence of my Church, and in the presence of the imagined communion of my readers, I have told this story in the hope of forgiveness, and as a promise.

Does progress mean that we dissolve our ancient myths? If we forget our legends, I fear that we shall close an important door to the imagination

The first thing I'd do after winning the lottery is Buy and eat a Billion-dollar Taco!

The file cabinets in my head are never-ending rows of knowledge and creativity.

Can't explain my mind I am able to rearrange words in my mind at lightning fast paces and create anything. I test stuff out first to the public and if it's a go I turn it into quotes, shirts, books etc. if not I archive it.

Anything can be brought into existence with a powerful mind and a willing signature

Those who limit themselves with imaginary boxes of being close to home and always inside their comfort zone. What is the fun and romance in that

You may be on the level of thinking outside the box, moving up a level is realizing What Box?.

We live in the time of the computer, but our dreams are still spun on the loom.

You lie awake at 3 in the morning thinking of story ideas. You're online at 8 a.m. on a Sunday or midnight on a Wednesday. It's a job that you never push aside.

Rose took my nose, I suppose

He whipped out his sheet, then pulled it over himself and wrapped it tightly around his face like an old woman in a shawl. 'How do I look?' 'Like the ugliest shanky girl I've ever seen,' Minho responded. 'You better thank the gods above you were born a dude.' 'Thanks.

Though he'd never know for sure what had happened to them, his mind was super talented at imagining the absolute worst.

It's like we're on the moon," Sarah whispered. Michael squeezed her elbow. "Except that we can breathe, there are no stars, and there's still gravity." "Yeah, other than that, it's like we're on the moon.

Being holed up in here does wonders for making the brain do what it was made for.

The dreams came. The memories. More vivid than ever before. As if the depth of his exhaustion had created the perfect canvas for them.

The kicker was an image of Bryson, naked as the day he was born, being chased by seven mermaids that were so angry they had sprouted legs. He'd never admitted exactly what he'd done.

have friends among the Tangents.'

Together, Thomas and Teresa watched, and imagined what it must be like.

All the while, he thinks of his parents. His little sister. In his mind he sees them burning somewhere. He sees Madison screaming. And his heart breaks.

Reiz?m m?s nemaz necenšamies ieraudz?t to, ko uzskat?m par neiesp?jamu.

A veces uno no presta mucha atención a aquello que no cree que pueda suceder

That girl loved to read like no one else, and she was making up for the months they spent literally running for their lives, when books were few and far between. The digital kind were all long gone, as far as Mark could guess—wiped away when the computers and servers all fried. Trina read the old-school paper kind.