Quotes About Imagination

If you don't believe what I'm telling you, then ask yourself this: would any decent, kind-hearted individual become a writer? Of course not.

My name is Stephen Leeds, and I am perfectly sane. My hallucinations, however, are all quite mad.

You see, the great thing about madness is that it's all in your head.

Novels aren't just happy escapes; they are slivers of people's souls, nailed to the pages, dripping ink from veins of wood pulp. Reading the right one at the right time can make all the difference.

People see in stories what they're looking for, my young friend.

If you could explain something perfectly, then you'd never need art.

ah,the outdoors," Shallan said. "I visited that mythical place once. It was so very long ago, I've nearly forgotten it. Tell me, does the sun still shine, or is that just my dreamy recollection' 'Surely your studies aren't that bad.

People need stories, child. They bring us hope, and that hope is real.

Authors write books for one, and only one, reason: because we like to torture people.

Beauty was out there, all around. To create art was not to capture it, but to participate in it.

But even a ninety-year-old blind priest would stop and stare at this woman. If he weren't blind, that is. Dumb metaphor, I thought. I'll have to work on that one. I have trouble with metaphors.

She can shoot like a dream and she carries tiny grenades in her top, a bit of my addled mind thought. I think I might be in love.

That's an answer in the same way that ketchup can be hair gel.

If you were the wall, what would you rather be? Dreary and dull, or alive with paint?" "Walls can't think!" "That doesn't stop them from caring.

Brandon Sanderson

There were books involved.

The sun peeked over the horizon like the head of a giant radioactive manatee.

But he'd found that imaginary things were often the only items of real substance in people's lives.

You can't always write what you know—not exactly what you know. You can, however, write what you see.

Aspiring Asimovs!

Magic works best for me when it aligns with scientific principles.

You are whatever you want to be, Wayne. You're the wind. You're the stars. You are all endless things.

He needed more than vague explanations and abstract ideas—but those were the very soul of art. If you could explain something perfectly, then you'd never need art. That was the difference between a table and a beautiful woodcutting. You could explain the table: its purpose, its shape, its nature. The woodcutting you simply had to experience.

Your hallucination... Yes? Your hallucination has hallucinations. Yes.