Quotes About Imagination

Literature had fuelled her childhood fantasies and convinced her that one day she would be the heroine of her own narrative.

They say that some of those who failed to reach the top fell into deep ravines, and others were swallowed by monsters and demons," said Baz. "The monsters and demons were of their own making," said Tadis. "If you invent them, you will have to slay them. That is common practice, is it not? We invent monsters so we will have something to slay. Then we punish ourselves for not being up to the task.

Disney will never make a movie about my life story, and that's a shame--I'd make a really cute animated creature.

I believed in immaculate conception and spontaneous combustion. I believed in aliens from outer space and vampires, prophecy, and the resurrection of the dead. I had deja vu many times each day. I was thirteen.

It is always a poet's winter.

Boys? Megan's mind was flooded with images of boys. Boys with missing teeth, their faces smeared with red Popsicle goo, their beady little eyes laughing at her as they lured her behind their house to see their new "puppy" and then lassoed her to a tree and hung her upside down. Greasy-haired, chubby-legged, evil little boys. Boys with worms in their pockets who ate gum off the ground and pulled her hair.

Stepping out, off the page, into the sensual world. And then our arrows of desire rewrite the speech...

We let the weirdness in.

Stories matter in an enchanted forest.

Stories are light. Light is precious in a world so dark. Begin at the beginning. Tell Gregory a story. Make some light.

Once upon a time," he said out loud to the darkness. He said these words because they were the best, the most powerful words that he knew and just the saying of them comforted him.

READING SHOULD NOT BE PRESENTED TO CHILDREN AS A CHORE OR A DUTY. IT SHOULD BE OFFERED TO THEM AS A PRECIOUS GIFT.

I think fantasy is best described as a kind of fiction that evokes wonder, mystery or magic, a sense of possibility beyond the ordinary world in which we live, and yet which reflects and comments upon that known world.

She felt as if she had strayed into a fairy tale, as full of peril as of wonder, a place where anything could happen.

Words. I had always loved them. I collected them, like I had collected pretty stones as a child. I liked to roll words over my tongue like a lump of molten honeycomb, savouring the sweetness, the crackle, the crunch.

Stories are important too. Stories help make sense of things. They make you believe you can do things. They help you imagine that things may be different, that if you just have enough courage... or faith... or goodness... you can change things for the better.

Nothing opens up the mind and the heart like books do, and so they have the power to change the whole world. That's why the are burning books, Ava. To stop us thinking, and feeling, and imagining...

No story was just a story, though. It was a suitcase stuffed with secrets.

Living in that childish wonder is a most beautiful feeling - I can so well remember it. There was always something more - behind and beyond everything - to me, the golden spectacles were very, very big.

Until a thing was seen, could it be said to exist? And if his eye through the telescope were the one that brought a certain star into existence, did not that make him a creator?

All this, grassy paddock, cows, trees - he had thought it was Nature. But now he could see that that was ignorance, or lack of imagination. It was not Nature . It was actually property.

I have a dress-up chest at home. I love to create this fantasy kind of thing.

believe me it is not. Better still, let me prove it. From prehistoric cave paintings to the map of the London Underground, images, diagrams and charts have long been at the heart of human storytelling. The reason why is simple: our brains are wired for visuals. 'Seeing comes before words. The child looks and recognizes before it speaks,' wrote the media theorist John Berger in the opening lines of his 1972 classic, Ways of Seeing.

a result, we are born pattern-spotters, seeing faces in the clouds, ghosts in the shadows, and mythical beasts in the stars. And we learn best when there are pictures to look at.