Quotes About Imagination

Just because the human mind can't imagine something happening … doesn't mean it won't.

Something about lying on our backs staring up at the heavens...opens the mind.

That is the definition of faith—acceptance of that which we imagine to be true, that which we cannot prove. Every religion describes God through metaphor, allegory, and exaggeration, from the early Egyptians through modern Sunday school. Metaphors are a way to help our minds process the unprocessible. The problems arise when we begin to believe literally in our own metaphors.

Sometimes truth is stranger than fiction.

As we move into an undefined tomorrow," Edmond said, "we will transform ourselves into something greater than we can yet imagine, with powers beyond our wildest dreams. And as we do, may we never forget the wisdom of Churchill, who warned us: 'The price of greatness…is responsibility.'

Wszystko jest mo?liwe. Niemo?liwe wymaga po prostu wi?cej czasu.

Todo es posible. Lo imposible sólo exige más tiempo».

Impressionists, Cubists, and Surrealists who had stunned the world between 1870 and 1960 by entirely redefining art. VAN GOGH… SEURAT… PICASSO… MUNCH… MATISSE… MAGRITTE… KLIMT… KANDINSKY… JOHNS… HOCKNEY… GAUGUIN… DUCHAMP… DEGAS… CHAGALL… CÉZANNE… CASSATT… BRAQUE… ARP… ALBERS…

Every faith in the world is based on fabrication. That is the definition of faith — acceptance of that which we imagine to be true, that which we can not prove. Every religion describes God through metaphor, allegory, and exaggeration, from the early Egyptians through modern Sunday school. Metaphors are a way to help our minds process the unprocessible. The problems arise when we begin to believe literally in our own metaphors. - Robert Langdon

Ingatan2 yg kacau balau & tdk terkatalogkan. Masa lalu, masa kini & imajinasi berbaur mnjdi satu. Spt mimpi. Sienna Brooks

For the human brain," Edmond explained, "any answer is better than no answer. We feel enormous discomfort when faced with 'insufficient data,' and so our brains invent the data—offering us, at the very least, the illusion of order

Hanya krn pkiran manusia tdk bs mmbayangkn ssuatu trjd, bkn brrti it tdk akn trjd. ~Sienna Brooks~

It's very hard — weirdly hard — to clear your mind of all that crap so that you can just sit down and write and find that place where you're just involved and enjoying the imaginary place you've discovered. All the other "problems" with writing are just puzzles, and they can be interesting to try to crack, even when it's frustrating.

How good it felt to be alone, stacking blocks. That's what came to him again, a kind of weight solidifying in his chest: how much he had loved to be alone - to be outside of his own life, a giant, sentient cloud looming over his imaginary city, hovering above it. There was a certain kind of blank omniscience that felt like his true self, at last.

He pictures amputated human arms flopping like fish down the center of the road; syringes floating on beds of liposuctioned fat; gelatinous human eyeballs wiggling merrily as they roll down the highway; and so on. He could imagine other such grotesque stuff, but chooses not to.

For all we know This may only be a dream An old Nina Simone song.

Maybe flog slab is his name," Pep guessed. "Flog Slab. It's kinda cute, actually." "That's a pretty weird name," Coke said. "Well, what do you expect an alien from another planet to be named?" asked his sister. "Bob?" "We

all good things beyond sleep come precisely because we defy gravity while we live.

Men who read a lot have a more sensitive disposition, added Fowler. [...] I did not know what to say to this. Maybe reading is a sort of curse is all I mean, concluded Fowler. Maybe it's better for a man to stay inside his own mind. Amen, I felt like saying, although I do not know why.

Human art, Mahnmut knew, simply transcended human beings.

speaking as a novelist myself, I know that members of our profession live in our imaginations as much or more as we inhabit what people call 'the real world'...

His imagination was always more real than the reality of daily life.

I discovered what a mental stimulant physical labor could be; not mere physical labor, I should add, but absolutely spine-bending, lung-racking, gut-ripping, ligament-tearing, and ball-breaking physical labor. But as long as the task is both onerous and repetitive, I discovered, the mind is not only free to wander to more imaginative climes, it actually flees to higher planes.

No lifetime is long enough for those who wish to create