Quotes About Imagination

Because the things we don't have are sadder than the things we have. Because the things we don't have exist in our imaginations, where they are perfect.

Maya, novels certainly have their charms, but the most elegant creation in the prose universe is a short story. Master the short story and you'll have mastered the world, he thinks just before he drifts off to sleep. I should write this down, he thinks. He reaches for a pen, but there isn't one anywhere near the toilet bowl he is resting against.

There ain't nobody in the world like book people. It's a business of gentlemen and gentlewomen.

Sam considered his French fries. "Are there other worlds?

Bah! Books are for nerds.

A.J. piensa en qué parecido es todo el género policíaco. ¿Por qué un libro es diferente de cualquier otro? Son diferentes, concluye A.J., porque son. Tenemos que ver muchos por dentro. Tenemos que creer. Aceptamos llevarnos alguna decepción para que, de vez en cuando, algo nos entusiasme de verdad.

Su madre siempre le dice que por culpa de las novelas es incapaz de apreciar a los hombres de carne y hueso, observación que Amelia se toma como un insulto, ya que da a entender que solo lee libros con héroes románticos clásicos.

Dile a un niño que no le gusta leer y te creerá.

Why is any one book different from any other book? They are different, A.J. decides, because they are. We have to look inside many. We have to believe. We agree to be disappointed sometimes so that

If you're stuck, reading helps: "The Beauties" by Anton Chekhov, "The Doll's House" by Katherine Mansfield, "A Perfect Day for Bananafish" by J. D. Salinger, "Brownies" or "Drinking Coffee Elsewhere" both by ZZ Packer, "In the Cemetery Where Al Jolson Is Buried" by Amy Hempel, "Fat" by Raymond Carver, "Indian Camp" by Ernest Hemingway.

It's like Oz and Kansas, if Dorothy could switch between them the whole time.

As Dov was fond of saying to her, "You aren't just a gamer when you play anymore. You're a builder of worlds, and if you're a builder of worlds, your feelings are not as important as what your gamers are feeling. You must imagine them at all times. There is no artist more empathetic than the game designer.

In this world, to be overly literal is a profound weakness.

A woman. She liked this band called The Cure, and she thought it would be cool if she pierced my ear." Maya thinks about this. "Did you have a parrot?" "I didn't. I had a girlfriend." "Could the parrot talk?" "No, because there wasn't a parrot." She tries to trick him. "What was the parrot's name?" "There wasn't a parrot." "But if there was one, what would his name have been?

Why is any one book different from any other book? They are different, because they are. We have to look inside many. We have to believe. We agree to be disappointed sometimes so that we can be exhilarated every now and again.

A place ain't a place without a bookstore.

you're stuck, reading helps: "The Beauties" by Anton Chekhov, "The Doll's House" by Katherine Mansfield, "A Perfect Day for Bananafish" by J. D. Salinger, "Brownies" or "Drinking Coffee Elsewhere" both by ZZ Packer, "In the Cemetery Where Al Jolson Is Buried" by Amy Hempel, "Fat" by Raymond Carver, "Indian Camp" by Ernest Hemingway. We should

What kind of pipe is that?" Maya asks. "I have never seen a pipe like that before." A.J.'s first impulse is to cover Maya's eyes, but then he laughs. Had Friedman actually traveled on the plane with drug paraphernalia? He turns to his daughter. "Maya, do you remember when we read Alice's Adventures in Wonderland last year?

As a form, the picture book has a similar elegance to the short story.

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A place ain't a place without a bookstore

The historian has before him a jigsaw puzzle from which many pieces have disappeared. These gaps can be filled only by his imagination.

Scratch a fantasy and you'll find a nightmare.

All of this seems as though it were yesterday, or forever ago, in that crevasse between space and time that stays fixed in the imagination. I remember it all because I remember it all. In crisis with someone you love, the dialogue is as burnished as a scar on a tree.