Quotes About Imagination

You want to tell this story, perhaps now you will.

When I was six years old I sprinkled sugar on my head, convinced myself it was pixie dust, wished myself invisible, and walked into the boys' bathroom at school.

Everyone knows you can't see death cooties. Take my word for it, that couch has the biggest, fattest death cooties that ever existed. That couch has the mother of all death cooties. – Lula

My eyes rolled so far back in my head that I could see myself think

Are you telling me you think Ranger's a superhero?' Think about it. We don't know where he lives. We don't know anything about him.' Superheroes are make-believe.' Oh yeah?' Lula said. 'What about God?

I can give you a better 'and then', Ranger said.

If I could just get Broom to cooperate, we could fly, Glo said. Then we wouldn't have to worry about traffic. Harry Potter didn't have to worry about traffic. You relize Harry Potter isn't real, right? Of course, but he could be. I mean, maybe not Harry Potter, but someone like him. Who's to say?

You can't put cuffs on Mr. Cluck! What will the kids think? Stuart Bagget

I don't need shoes. I need a night scope. You think they sell night scopes someplace here?

If Mickey Mouse could fly, he'd be Donald Duck.

And here's the good part: He got a tongue could measure twenty-one inches. Bet Mrs. Giraffe likes that one.

A book? he asked. Yeah, remember before television and computers we used to do this thing called reading?

even though two decades and several years had gone by since [she] first decided to be a fairy, even though Lizabeth Kane now stood five feet six inches tall in her stocking feet, even though she was thirty two years old - she still had aspirations of growing up to be a fairy.

For the better part of my childhood, my professional aspirations were simple—I wanted to be an intergalactic princess. I didn't care much about ruling hordes of space people. Mostly I wanted to wear the cape and the sexy boots and carry a cool weapon.

When I was pink and clean I crawled into bed and pretended I was at Disney World.

I wanted to marry Aladdin so I'd get to fly on his magic carpet. So you can see that we were coming from different places.

looked around for Grandma, spotting her and Dougie hiding behind a car on the opposite side of the street. They were wearing Super Suits and they had bath towels pinned around their necks like capes.

Superheroes are make-believe. Oh yeah? Lula said. What about God? Hmmmm.

Say what? There's no 'and he got naked and waved his magic wand?' 'Nope,' Connie said. 'No magic wand. She didn't get to see the wand.' 'Well, you know he got one,' Lula said. 'How come he didn't wave it and make her a happy princess?

He was the same size as Diesel, but he appeared slimmer, less Thor Ragnarok, more Dr. Strange.

You're so logical," Glo said. "I would be exhausted if I had to think up all these explanations. It's so much easier to believe in magic.

photograph?" "Information

believe just about anything.

The expression in her eyes was bitter as nightshade. 'You ask me about regret? Let me tell you a few things about regret, my darling. There is no end to it. You cannot find the beginning of the chain that brought us from there to here. Should you regret the whole chain, and the air between, or each link separately, as if you could uncouple them? Do you regret the beginning which ended so badly, or just the ending itself? I've given more thought to this question than you can begin to imagine.