Quotes About Imagination

That's what I'm living on now, honey, dreams, dreams of what I used to do.

Why he's a poet, you know, so he may live upon learning.

I traveled to the page where scripture meets fiction. The paper slept but the night in me woke up. Black letters were now alive and collectible in a material crawl. I could not decipher their intentions anymore. To what end did their shapes come forth? To seduce or speak truth?

Is it possible to create a world in which anything can and does happen?

His pulse quickened at the thought of accompanying Tiana to a ball, seeing her all dolled up in a beautiful gown. He could see her now! Actually, he could see it. Naveen squinted in confusion. Had he seen her in a ball gown already?

I've always told people how important it is to have a plan because, "That's the greatest piece of fiction you will ever write.

I like photographs which leave something to the imagination.

During the day she would read science fiction novels. In the evenings she watched television. And she ate, and ate, and drank, and ate.

You must read, Alice, before it's too late. You must fill your mind with the invented images of the past: the more the better.

Writers create Houses of the Imagination, from whose doors the generations greet each other.

Only in your imagination can you revise.

My series characters are like family to me. They actually talk to me, telling me what to write and what not to write. And when they talk, I always listen

I love the ability to let my mind explore whatever it wants. When you write it down, it has to be informed and make sense. But if you have an imagination, you can go everywhere. I love that--the inception--having a germ of an idea and building upon it. You can do whatever you want with it. Many writers would say you can play God.

Excelencias, imaginad por un momento qué sucedería si las bibliotecas pudiesen estar en casa de cualquier hijo de vecina.

Lo que quiero deciros con esto, Señorías, es que, enloquecido por la lectura, no dudará el hombre en dar el salto y convertirse de simple lector en pretencioso escritor.

Los hombres, de pequeños, jugaban a la guerra y se batían con armas de juguete. De grandes, seguían jugando a la guerra con armas verdaderas. El mundo estaba gobernado por niños que se creían adultos.

I libri le avevano fatto un gran male, eccitando la sua immaginazione, pascendola di allettanti finzioni, di chimere seducenti; ma oramai era troppo tardi per smettere, il male era già fatto, e nonostante la sua sfiducia, le restava in fondo al cuore inassopito il bisogno di commozioni, di scosse, di palpiti.

Nothing is more honest than a dream.

All art is autobiographical.

Verde que te quiero verde. Verde viento. Verdes ramas. El barco sobre la mar y el caballo en la montaña. Con la sombra en la cintura ella sueña en su baranda, verde carne, pelo verde, con ojos de fría plata.

Verde que te quiero verde. Verde viento.Verdes ramas. El barco sobre la mar y el caballo en la montaña. Con la sombra en la cintura ella sueña en su baranda, verde carne,pelo verde, con ojos de fria plata.

Entre los hombres hay algunos que tienen la preciosa facultad de adivinar el alma de las cosas. Se llaman artistas.

Bajo el agua siguen las palabras. Sobre el agua una luna redonda se baña, dando envidia a la otra ¡tan alta! En la orilla, un niño, ve las lunas y dice: ¡Noche, toca los platillos!

El caracol pregunta: "¿Pero qué son las estrellas?" "Son luces que llevamos sobre nuestra cabeza". "Nosotras no las vemos", las hormigas comentan. Y el caracol: "Mi vista sólo alcanza a las hierbas.