Quotes About Imagination

Poetry is not an art or a branch of art: it's something more.

I was born in a world of opera, theatre, films, poetry, art, and therefore, out of the wire, I made a stage. That's why they call me a high wire artist.

I grew up in a middle-class house without books, without art. No one around me wrote poetry or even read it.

To me, art begets art. Painting feeds the eye just as poetry feeds the ear, which is to say that both feed the soul.

Your attitude is like the minds paintbrush. It can paint everything in bright, vibrant colors-creating a masterspiece.

In my soul, I am still that small child who did not care about anything else but the beautiful colours of a rainbow.

Imaginary obstacles are insurmountable. Real ones aren't.

The spirit's there and that's not just my imagination. I think if you look at surveys and attitudes among young people, you see it.

Dear, sweet, unforgettable childhood!

Ruins are ideal: the perceiver's attitudes count so heavily that one is tempted to say ruins are a way of seeing.

Everything depends on the attitude of the artist toward his subject. It is essential.

In general, empathy is easier the more we can identify with someone. When we can genuinely envision ourselves in a situation, it's possible to intuit what that person's suffering might feel like.

much more exotic life than I do. Where do you come up with

showed trees, sky, half a cat

I still have this crazy idea

objects that couldn't be

May all your fairytales be real, May evil never touch you

It often feels like a tremendous amount of work is required to get an idea moving forward, like pushing a train uphill. But at a certain point, the thing takes on its own momentum, and takes unexpected turns. So it's that feeling of holding on, rather than pushing it, that is the most exciting thing. It's that need to occasionally bounce off the walls, letting anything happen for any reason, and having nothing to guide you that is the joy.

Children are often envied for their supposed imaginations, but the truth is that adults imagine things far more than children do. Most adults wander the world deliberately blind, living only inside their heads, in their fantasies, in their memories and worries, oblivious to the present, only aware of the past or future.

Bucky Katt: A bad writer is just a good writer with writer's block.

Once there was a little doll. Her name was Edith. She lived in a nice house and had everything she needed except somebody to play with. She was very lonely!

If this were a made-up story, it would begin at night, with a storm blowing and owls hooting and rattling noises under the bed.

He says every story has at least some truth in it, even if most are made up.

Shark snorts. " Hope ? What's that? I heard about it once, in a fairy tale.