Quotes About Imagination

Doesn't the imagination always exaggerate—or diminish—truth?

But truth, when it's being lived, is less glamorous than our imaginings.

don't create snakes out of ropes. You have enough to worry about.

The dream is not a drug but a way. Listen to where it can take you.

She had always been this way: interested-quite unnecessarily, some would say-in the secrets of strangers. When flying, she always chose a window seat so that when the plane took off or landed, she could look down on the tiny houses and imagine the lives of the people who inhabited them.

Sometimes I wonder if there is such a thing as reality, an objective and untouched nature of being. Or if all that we encounter has already been changed by what we had imagined it to be. If we have dreamed it into being.

When you begin to weave your own desires into your vision, the true seeing is taken from you.

For isint that what our homes are ultimately, our fantasies made corporeal, our secret selves exposed?

The truth is less glamorous than our imagination.

A volte mi chiedo se la realtà esiste davvero, se c'è varamente una natura delle cose, obiettiva e intatta. O se tutto ciò che ci accade è già modificato in anticipo dalla nostra immaginazione. Se sognando qualcosa gli diamo vita.

And that is how, poised in the sky between our new life and our old one, the life we cannot yet imagine and the one we've already begun to forget, I tell her a tale to make her heart strong, to graft her life onto. For of all things in this world it seems to me that that is what women most need.

the most delightful and choicest pleasure is that which is hinted at, but never told.

What we know about who we are comes from stories. It's the agents of our imagination who really shape who we are.

The art is never about what you write about. The art is about how you write about what you write about.

If there's a magic pony in the story, chances are I'll read it.

He never got a really proper look at them, but the situation told him it must be a swarming flock of vaginas that flew all around his head, biting him toothlessly on his ears and his cheeks and his neck.

He liked to think that he tolerated more strangeness than most people, because he knew from experience that life was generally much stranger than most folks could imagine.

It was something he would figure out only after Bobby dumped him: that his imagination was what made the real world, and real people, only barely palatable for him.

Talent is not universal but it is widely spread: Give enough people the capacity to create, and inevitably gems will emerge.

And, though we never admitted it to one another, there was also the hope that maybe, just maybe, we'd yank an undeniable work of genius from the depths of our imagination. A masterpiece-in-the-rough that would forever change the literary landscape. The Accidental American Novel. Just think of the acclaim! The feelings of satisfaction! The vastly increased dating opportunities!

Instead, we spent our downtime prodding at lifeless characters and wondering how long a human body could subsist on a diet of ramen and Coke before liver function ceased entirely.

I have lived with magic and without magic, and I can tell you with certainty that a life with magic is better....

I always imagined I could be what I wanted to be.

The idea itself is the ten percent inspiration; the hammering it into a viable, successful, memorable story is the ninety percent perspiration that follows.