Quotes About Imagination

There's something almost miraculous about seeing a child's eyes light up when you hand him a book that intrigues him. I've always thought that it's those children—the ones who realize that books are magic—who will have the brightest lives.

Because books bring us to another time and place," the woman said as she handed over Eva's pens and accepted the francs Eva gave her. "And you look as if you need that.

I've always thought that it's those children—the ones who realize that books are magic—who will have the brightest lives.

My room is lined with books, most of them stacked in precarious piles on the bowing bookshelves Louis assembled years ago. They are filled with other people's stories, and I've spent my life disappearing into them. Sometimes, when the nights are dark and silent and I'm alone, I wonder if I would have survived without the escape their pages offered me from reality. Then again, perhaps they just gave me an excuse to duck out of my own life.

Books, wherever they were in the world, always felt like home to her.

those "who realize that books are magic… will have the brightest lives.

Once you've fallen in love with books, their presence can make you feel at home anywhere, even in places where you shouldn't belong.

incredible how familiar the place feels, though I've never been here. Once you've fallen in love with books, their presence can make you feel at home anywhere, even in places where you shouldn't belong.

Libraries are very magical places.

you don't need money or weapons or a big platform to change the world. Sometimes, something as simple as a pen and a bit of imagination can alter the course of history.

Because books bring us to another time and place," the

That's what books were for, after all. They were passageways to other worlds, other realities, other lives one could imagine living.

Once you discover that you can make magic with a brush, painting becomes like breathing. You can't live without

It is the feeling. You have to feel the things you paint in your soul, or they won't come through to your paintbrush.

Let them believe that the fairy tales were the fiction, and that everything else was real.

Some people are story collectors. While others collect seashells, or stuffed animals, or stamps, story collectors wrap themselves in words, surround themselves with sentences, and play with participle, even those pesky, perky dangling ones. They climb over Cs and mount Ms and lounge in Ls. Soon enough they land in the land of homonyms, then, wham! They stumble into onomatopoeia, that lovely creaking, booming bit of wordplay - and that, Dear Friend, is where our story begins.

The moral of this story is that many amazing, sometimes hidden, things happen in a library. What's the story behind yours? What's your tale? The world is waiting to hear your Once Upon a Time.

This special, one-of-a-kind key: the unique mix of books and stories that he would choose to read. Different from everyone else on the planet. His blanks to fill in. His Once Upon a Time.

Picture books build readers, Mr. Leon. Two missing books from our collection is like two missing bricks from a cathedral.

The world is my canvas and my camera is the perfect tool to capture everything around me. I always make it a habit to carry my camera with me so I will never suffer the regret of wishing I had.

He rolled his eyes. "Fiction lies for the truth.

Fiction is very, very important," he said, his voice is rising. "Storytelling is how people learn. You get people to understand new cultures and other lives through stories. Made-up stories. Fiction.

Our subconscious works in metaphors, stories, and word play. That's why a particular story or movie may mean more to some people than to others. Have you considered why you quest for this tale now?

You must see what He sees. Not the view of the mortal, but a glorious world washed clean in magical light and dazzling with colour. You must copy in miniature the world He has drawn. One where everything is carefully chosen, the profusion of nature simplified, men and women incomparably beautiful, everything as precious and perfect as He willed them to be.... The artist is closest of all to the Creator.