Quotes About Imagination

Magic is an expression of the unlimited capacity of mystery and wonder in the world.

I will love you, my English rose, and you will fill my French dreams

She couldn't imagine how anyone would want to forego the intimate experience of a book—pages whispering between the fingers, hurried glances at the colorful cover before immersing oneself again.

Of course," Carl's father would say, "this is just a story and stories are always a little bit true and a little bit false; we just don't know which is which.

Of course," Cal's father would say, "this is just a story and stories are always a little bit true and a little bit false; we just don't know which is which.

ahem—remember the first Never After book, The Thirteenth Fairy? If you haven't read it yet, you really should…).

What I will say is that you have to exercise your writing muscle. Write every day. Get better at it. Read a lot of good books. As a professional writer, I force myself to write when I don't feel like it. I don't wait to feel inspired. It takes discipline and grit and sacrifice to be able to bring a book out to the world. It's so much work, and it's very difficult, but it is also the most fun I've ever had. I love making things up. I love amusing myself.

Everywhere are people with dreams, and I think how we all have them.

Trying to imagine heaven could be like... trying to picture the fourth dimension. We can't do it. But that doesn't mean it's not there.

It seems that wishing and hoping and dreaming and remembering can be eve more helpful than knowing what's going to happen.

She felt like she was in Candy Land, minus the lollipops on the trees.

People never believed of others what they couldn't imagine of themselves.

If you did not have that person or problem in your life, what would you be doing with your life that is different from what you are doing now? How would you be feeling and behaving? Spend a few minutes visualizing yourself living your life, feeling and behaving that way—in spite of your unsolved problem.

Change your perspective and enjoy the adventure. Let the child in you come out to play.

El sueño alimenta cuando no se tiene qué comer.

everything written is at least in part fantasy. Except maybe the national budget. That's horror.

A quaint conceit, don't you think?

for a country whose people ceased to believe in magic soon lost much of their ability to imagine and dream, and before long, they ceased to believe--or hope-- for anything.

But the purpose of stories was to take the ugly, terrifying truths with which one must live and turn them into brave and beautiful ideas one might love.

We are to call hares ad become mushrooms, Jermayan explained kindly. Presumimg Kindolhinadetil will grant us the load of a mirror. Yes of course, Kellen said, with only a touch of irony.That makes perfect sense.

And the nightmare-monster of her childhood revealed itself to be a thing of old clothes stuffed with straw.

Doctor Ambrosius smiled slightly. You and all the others here, are-or rather, one day will be-magicians. Spirit broke into a disbelieving laugh. Right, she said, starting to stand up. Mean, she could deal with; crazy was something else. Thank you, Professor Dumbledore. I hope the train hasn't left yet, because-

Tiny rooms opened up onto the corridor, rooms that would have been like monastic cells if each of the girls hadn't made hers comfortable in her own way and according to her own taste. As she passed, Andie got glimpses of a riot of draped fabrics like a gypsy tent in one, a tapestry loom in another, painted murals of garden scenes in a third.

The idea that they were going to have to-eventually-go someplace that was even hotter than this was now was worrying Harrier, but there wasn't much he could do about it at the moment. He couldn't imagine why anybody would want to live here if they had a choice. Sometimes, he thought, people were idiots.