Quotes About Imagination

Meçhulün karn?ndan istedi?imiz çocuklar? do?urtabiliriz.

Zengin bir hayal içinde meçhul, daima malumun en korkunç rakibidir.

Ben daima hayal içinde ya??yorum, fakat... hakikat... beni her yerde koval?yor ve kar??ma ç?k?yor.

Rüyalar?m?z, bir delinin uyan?k ?uurundaki abuk sabuk hayallerin tecellisinden ba?ka nedir? Hepimiz günün bir k?sm?nda, yani uyurken deliriyoruz ve belki de akl?n çemberinden, s?k?nt?s?ndan kurtulan ruhumuz böylelikle dinleniyor. Biz rüyalar?m?zda ç?ld?r?yoruz, deliler uyan?kken rüya görüyorlar.

Korkunun bu en derinle?en türü dayan?lacak ?ey de?il; ?st?rab?n vukuundan evvel ruhta bir gölgesinden ibaret olan korku, ?st?raptan bin kat daha müthi?. Hayal gücünün ?????na yakla?t?kça ruhta uzanan, büyüyen ve asl?ndan daha korkunç bir gölge.

Roman kad?n? olmak istiyor, mesele ç?karmaya u?ra??yor, kimseye kar?? mes'ul de?il, serbest, hâli vakti yerinde, bizimle oynuyor." dedi. ... Tek ba??na oturmu?, muhayyyilesini istedi?i gibi kurup i?letiyor ve kendisine harikulade bir hayat aldan??? uydurmak gayretinde.

Recall the words of Alan Jones, dean of Grace Cathedral in San Francisco, who writes, "We are impoverished in our longing and devoid of imagination when it comes to our reaching out to others.…We need to be introduced to our longings, because they guard our mystery." Ask yourself what mystery is being guarded by your longing. Are you taking the time to find out? The time for this never appears; it is discovered.

Gil: Is your mind always in the gutter? Zeetha: - asks the man with no pants .

In those days, it didn't take much imagination to come up with something that required great lyric development skills. You just thought of an experience that you might have gone through, and write it down.

In the world of alters, anything is possible. This is because alters are partly based upon make-believe, and the underiying reasoning is not derived from normal linear logic but consists of 'trance logic', the toleration of completely unrealistic and contradictory ideals which might be found in a state of hypnosis.

with the great love of the unknown and vast dreams of dominion and power

With books he could leave his cell and go wherever the story went.

While he was at Oxford University his fascination for the Anglo-Saxon period intensified. It was a couplet from Cynewulf's poem 'Crist', which ran: 'Hail, Earendel, brightest of angels, over Middle Earth sent to men', that inspired his creation of the imaginary world that would form the setting for most of his writing.

In seeking wisdom thou art wise in imagining that thou hast attained it - thou art a fool.

To illustrate, imagine

Nobody writes a book. What you write every day is a piece of a book, a fragment, a scene.

The fastest way to write is to pretend you have all the time in the world.

Novels are nice,' my friend said. 'They stop.' He waggled his fingers to make quotation marks in the air. 'They say, 'The End.' Very nice. A marvelous invention. Here we have stories, but never 'The End.

This is what fascinates me most in existence: the peculiar necessity of imagining what is, in fact, real.

If the opening chapters of Genesis portray God as a creative artist, then it only stands to reason that the people he made in his image will also be artists. Art is an imaginative activity, and in the act of creating, we reflect the mind of our Maker.

Rather than giving in to meaninglessness and despair, Christian artists know that there is a way out. Thus they create images of grace, awakening a desire for the new heavens and the new earth by anticipating the possibilities of redemption in Christ.

Why does God call people to be artists? Because he is an Artist, and we are made in his image. When we first meet the God of the Bible, he is busy making things and calling them good. Thus it is only natural for him to take some of the people that he has made, call them to be artists, and hold them to an aesthetic standard.

The visible world, I think, is abstract and mysterious enough.

Painting and sculpture are very archaic forms. It's the only thing left in our industrial society where an individual alone can make something with not just his own hands, but brains, imagination, heart maybe.