Quotes About Imagination

dejame ver algún día como ven tus ojos.

Cuando los cronopios cantan sus canciones preferidas, se entusiasman de tal manera que con frecuencia se dejan atropellar por camiones y ciclistas, se caen por la ventana, y pierden lo que llevaban en los bolsillos y hasta la cuenta de los días. Cuando un cronopio canta

Puede ser que haya otro mundo dentro de éste, pero no lo encontraremos recortando su silueta en el tumulto fabuloso de los días y las vidas, no lo encontraremos ni en la atrofia ni en la hipertrofia. Ese mundo no existe, hay que crearlo como el fénix. Ese mundo existe en éste, pero como el agua existe en el oxígeno y el hidrógeno

Cada vez que alguien se escandalizaba de sus preguntas, una sensación violeta, una masa violeta envolviéndola por un momento.

Partís del principio -dijo la Maga-. Qué complicado. Vos sos como un testigo, sos el que va al museo y mira los cuadros. Quiero decir que los cuadros están ahí y vos en el museo, cerca y lejos al mismo tiempo. Yo soy un cuadro, Rocamadour es un cuadro. Etienne es un cuadro, esta pieza es un cuadro. Vos creés que estás en esta pieza pero no estás. Vos estás mirando la pieza, no estás en la pieza…

Sin tener que inventar los puentes, o coser los diferentes pedazos del tapiz, que de golpe hubiera ciudad, hubiera tapiz, hubiera hombres y mujeres en la perspectiva absoluta de su devenir

I sometimes longed for someone who, like me, had not adjusted perfectly with his age, and such a person was hard to find; but I soon discovered cats, in which I could imagine a condition like mine, and books, where I found it quite often.

Only in dreams, in poetry, in play do we sometimes arrive at what we were before we were this thing that, who knows, we are.

I have a great liking for polygraphs who cast their fishing poles in all directions...

Creo que todos tenemos un poco de esa bella locura que nos mantiene andando cuando todo alrededor es tan insanamente cuerdo.

Y qué es, acaso, la memoria sino una gran mentira?

As a rule, what is out of sight disturbs men's minds more seriously than what they see.

It is better to create than to learn! Creating is the essence of life.

Love happened. Love came to show you that you could be more than you could ever imagine, because love forced you out of the narrows of yourself and thrust you into a vastness that stretched from one end of time to the other. Nothing mattered except being in the presence of love, the greatest beauty of all.

Books, and especially fiction, do not proceed from ideas. They are born from feelings

THIS BODY Happy, I listen to the tinny sounds of the great music I still hear. Dazzling clear pure upper tones have disappeared but I am alive, silvery and achy—like Beethoven I listen with my imagination not my senses to the cascading notes that play on the cosmos, I listen with my heart and dance to the bliss I would never have known without this human body. JANINE CANAN

Art is the imagination completing its mission here on earth. —PAULA TIMPSON

I was brought up in a very open, rural countryside in the middle of nowhere. There were no cell phones. If your lights went out, you were lit by candlelight for a good four days before they can get to you. And so, my imagination was crazy.

Wondering aloud, If we were orcs, wouldn't we, at a racial level, imagine ourselves to look like elves?

I know what it means to be moved by a book in my body so much that I go looking for its analog in the real world. [From an interview with Complex magazine, 12/2012]

If this was another kind of story, I'd tell you about the sea

I dream about oblivion like other people dream of good sex...

Because anything you can dream (he put his hand up) you can be.

she has a four-year-old named Justin. She shows you pictures; kid looks like he'll be dropping an album if she's not careful.