Quotes About Imagination

Always keep your eyes open. Keep watching. Because whatever you see can inspire you

I like fairy tales, and I like dreaming. I try to weave the reality into the dream.

Where will we get the imagination, the courage, and the determination to reconceptualize the meaning and purpose of Work in a society that is becoming increasingly jobless?

Aunt Crete gasped with joy. The thought of the ocean, was wonderful. she had dreamed of it many times,but never had seen it, because she was always the one who could just as well stay at home as not. ? - Grace Livingston Hill, Aunt Crete's Emancipation

Whatever you do, life don't stop. It only sits a minute and dreams a dream.

Write what will stop your breath if you don't write.

Everyone, real or invented, deserves the open destiny of life.

You write from what you know but you write into what you don't know.

We are in the hands of men whose power and wealth have separated them from the reality of daily life and from the imagination. We are right to be afraid.

Los libros pertenecen a la vez a varios campos. La literatura, en sí misma, pertenece al orden del arte en general que, por supuesto, es muy complejo, y, yendo hacia lo más sencillo, al orden primario del juego, como el trapo que se vuelve muñeca, como el palo de escoba que hace de caballo.

Os livros idiotas animam a gente. Se não fossem eles, nem sei quem se atreveria a começar.

Quando fosse homem, caminharia assim, pesado, cambaio, importante, as rosetas das esporas tilintando. Saltaria no lombo de um cavalo brabo e voaria na catinga como pé de vento, levantando poeira. Ao regressar, apear-se-ia num pulo e andaria no pátio assim torto, de perneiras, gibão, guarda-peito e chapéu de couro com barbicacho. O menino mais velho e Baleia ficariam admirados.

Camelot is a silly place.

When you visualized a man or a woman carefully, you could always begin to feel pity…. Hate was just a failure of imagination.

In childhood all books are books of divination, telling us about the future, and like the fortune-teller who sees a long journey in the cards or death by water they influence the future. I suppose that is why books excited us so much. What do we ever get nowadays from reading to equal the excitement and the revelation in those first fourteen years?

Hate is a lack of imagination.

Every day the eye is subject to a thousand tiny shocks as a thousand industries compete for the eye-kick, the visual hook that will lock the consumer into product for that crucial second where the tiny - or not so tiny - leap of the imagination is made.

What we wish upon the future is very often the image of some lost, imagined past.

There has always been, for me, this other world, this second world to fall back on--a more reliable world in so far as it does not hide that its premise is illusion.

People read books, didn't they, to get away from themselves, to escape the troubles of their lives?

The little girl had the making of a poet in her who, being told to be sure of her meaning before she spoke, said, "How can I know what I think till I see what I say?"

Adults...struggle desperately with fiction, demanding constantly that it conform to the rules of everyday life. Adults foolishly demand to know how Superman can possibly fly, or how Batman can possibly run a multibillion-dollar business empire during the day and fight crime at night, when the answer is obvious even to the smallest child: because it's not real.

Your head's like mine, like all our heads; big enough to contain every god and devil there ever was. Big enough to hold the weight of oceans and the turning stars. Whole universes fit in there! But what do we choose to keep in this miraculous cabinet? Little broken things, sad trinkets that we play with over and over. The world turns our key and we play the same little tune again and again and we think that tune's all we are.

I just wanted all the wars to be over so that we could spend the money on starships and Mars colonies.