Quotes About Imagination

One day, she said, I'll catch dreams like butterflies. And then what? he asked. Then I'll put them between the pages of big, fat books and press them until they're words. Suppose there's someone who never dreams of anything but you? Maybe then we're both words in a book. Two names among all the others.

Jedes Buch ist ein Ort an den man wieder und wieder zurück kehren kann.

Die ganze Welt verwechselt mich mit einem Idioten, der eine Elfe vögelt und mit Engeln spricht. Wie erwachsen ist das?

the dream had come again, like the sun after a storm. It was the same dream that had come many times before, battering down the doors of my mind night after night since i was a child. it was the sort of dreams all girls dream, i suppose- a dream of mysterious worlds and hidden doorways, of leaves that breathe and make music when they are rustled in the wind, and river that bubbles and froth with secrets.

If she did have to describe the kind of person who hunted vampires though, she was certain of one thing. It wouldn't be the kind of person who wore pink fluffy slippers at night and fell asleep in front of the television

I'm fascinated with the stories that we tell. Real histories become fantasies and fairy tales, morality tales and fables.

A symbol can be defined as an object or a notion that we can perceive with our senses or grasp with our minds but in which we see something other than itself. Reason alone will not enable us to perceive the special, the universal or the eternal in a particular, temporal object. That is the task of the creative imagination, to which mystics, like artists, attribute their insights.

novel, like a myth, teaches us to see the world differently; it shows us how to look into our own hearts and to see our world from a perspective that goes beyond our own self-interest. If

Another peculiar characteristic of the human mind is its ability to have ideas and experiences that we cannot explain rationally. We have imagination, a faculty that enables us to think of something that is not immediately present, and that, when we first conceive it, has no objective existence. The imagination is the faculty that produces religion and mythology.

Today mythical thinking has fallen into disrepute; we often dismiss it as irrational and self-indulgent. But the imagination is also the faculty that has enabled scientists to bring new knowledge to light and to invent technology that has made us immeasurably more effective.

In fact Hell seemed a more potent reality than God, because it was something that I could grasp imaginatively.

We have developed a more logical and discursive mode of thought. Instead of looking at a physical phenomena imaginatively, we strip an object of all its emotive associations and concentrate on the thing itself.

With this new empathetic understanding of the context, we will find that we can imagine ourselves, in similar circumstances, feeling the same.

For really, dreaming is the well-mannered people's way of committing suicide.

I was young, and by instinct of self-preservation I had to collect my energy on something, if I were not to be whirled away with the dusk on the farm-roads, or the smoke on the plain. I begun in the evenings to write stories, fairy-tales, and romances, that would take my mind a long way off, to other countries and times.

Perhaps to them the first condition for anything having real charm was this: that it must not really exist.

Språket mangler ord for alt man ser og opplever når man flyr. Med tiden kommer man til å finne nye ord for disse inntrykkene.

I kept on believing that I should come to lay my bones in Africa. For this firm faith I had no other foundation, or no other reason, than my complete incompetency of imagining anything else.

Poi, prima di riprender sonno, mi chiedevo se, nei boschi, Lulu aveva mai sognato la sua campana.

Although only seven, she'd been reading since she was three, a fact her mother told anyone who would listen. Sarah was a voracious reader, and she'd found friends hiding between the pages of books. For her, the trips to the library meant more than the refreshing burst of air-conditioning. They were life.

You don't really believe in nothing, do you? I believe in possibilities...

The Days can spin yarns that seem so real that if one of them told you a tale about a blizzard, you'd get frostbite even if you were standing in your kitchen on the hottest day of the year.

to say that dust bunnies were the spirit animals of creatives.

parenting and caretaking were so much harder than she'd thought they would be. No one had explained to her that she'd be constantly worried, her imagination churning out worst-case scenarios with devastating details as if she'd suddenly become Stephen King's muse.