Quotes About Imagination

They were too clear and detailed to have been a fantasy, and too whole and beautiful to have been real.

what disgusts me even more are people who have no imagination. People who fill up that lack of imagination with heartless bits of straw, not even aware of what they're doing, trying to force you to do what you don't want to.

Of course, she must be sleeping, sleeping deeply, wrapped in the darkness of that strange little world of hers.

I could do just about anything if somebody made me. But I don't have an image of the one thing I really want to do. That's my problem now. I can't find the image... I'm standing still, and I can't find the image. - Toru

Ionako je sve to mašta. Nas dvojica pijemo i maštamo, to je sve. Druga?ije je od niskobudžetnih filmova u kojima ti ?esto igraš. Za maštu nema budžeta.

In truly deep darkness, all kinds of strange things were possible.

The ones with no imagination are always the quickest to justify themselves

The best way to think about reality, I had decided, was to get as far away from it as possible.

A real story requires a kind of magical baptism to link the world on this side with the world on the other side.

She reads with great concentration. Her eyes rarely move from the pages of the book.

I could hear hundreds of elves sweeping out my head with their tiny brooms. They kept sweeping and sweeping. It never occurred to any of them to use a dustpan.

I'll just come right out and say it, rich people have no imagination. They can't even scratch their own asses without a ruler and a flashlight.

With my eyes closed, I could hear hundreds of elves sweeping out my head with their tiny brooms. They kept sweeping and sweeping. It never occurred to any of them to use a dustpan

Die Leute schauen vorbei, nehmen ein paar Drinks, hören sich die Musik an, unterhalten sich und gehen dann nach Hause. Sie sind bereit, für ein paar Drinks bis hier hinauszufahren und dann noch eine Menge Geld auszugeben – und weißt du, warum? Weil jeder das gleiche sucht: einen imaginären Ort, sein eigenes Luftschloss, und darin seinen ganz besonderen privaten Winkel.

Exactly. When is comes to anything halfway important, you just don't get it. It's amazing to me that you can put a piece of fiction together' 'Yeah, well, that's a whole different thing.' (from Honey Pie)

Bringing my face close to the glass, I looked out at the wide expanse of ocean. The horizon seemed to be pushing up against the sky. I followed the line where the sky met the water from end to end. No human being could draw a line so beautiful, whatever ruler they might use.

Of course it's important to know what's right and what's wrong. Individual errors in judgment can usually be corrected. As long as you have the courage to admit mistakes, things can be turned around. But intolerant, narrow minds with no imagination are like parasites that transform the host, change form, and continue to thrive. They're a lost cause

I don't dream. Come to think of it, i haven't had any dreams in a long time.

Writing a novel is like having a dream.

Anyone in their right mind would never undertake to write a novel in the first place. Given the circumstances, therefore, it is perfectly acceptable to be deranged as long as you are aware of that fact.

Novelists are a special breed. They cannot genuinely trust anything they have not seen with their own eyes or touched with their own hands (Salon, 20 February 2009).

Astrud Gilberto sang an old bossa nova song. "Take me to Aruanda," she sang. I closed my eyes, and the clatter of the cups and saucers sounded like the roar of a far-off sea. Aruanda—what's it like there?

Sumire frowned and sighed. "If they invent a car that runs on stupid jokes, you could go far.

Unsure how to answer, I took another grape. Time was no problem for me, but I wasn't eager to hear the long life story of a dwarf. And besides, this was a dream. It could evaporate any moment.