Quotes About Imagination

Sometime ago, a group of school children just added a new logo and picture of their favorite cartoon character online. They did it again... and again. It is because of the line that reads, Upload new image/photo.

The extension of human thinking is not only felt in dreaming when you are asleep. You can express it further by interpreting it in the outside world.

We usually see things by eye... and feel the rest by imagination, illusion or instinct.

After all, delusions of grandeur are the most entertaining of toys.

Mr. Faulkner, of course, is interested in making your mind rather than your flesh creep.

Dr. Seuss provided "ingenious and uniquely witty solutions to the standing problem of the juvenile fantasy writer: how to find, not another Alice, but another rabbit hole.

Reading to small children is a specialty.

To read in bed is to draw around us invisible, noiseless curtains. Then at last we are in a room of our own and are ready to burrow back, back to that private life of the imagination we all led as a child and to whose secret satisfactions so many of us have mislaid the key.

Don't be afraid of poetry.

YOU YOU YOU your eyes, thick as a high school scrapbook crackling and yellow, curling at the edges a book of myths in which i do not appear.

That which is imagined can never be lost.

you cannot imagine a boundary line without any content, or a content without a boundary line.

Dangerous things, books." "Look what it did to your brain.

All I can do is turn a phrase until it catches the light.

Why should I waste my imagination on myself? —SERGEI DIAGHILEV

Fiction is life with the dull bits left out

Dreams out of the ivory gate, and visions before midnight. —SIR THOMAS BROWNE,

The fiction will seek the real.

Poems, Dramatic and Miscellaneous

But with Taylor in command, he told you what you needed to do here—he had to run everything. You can't do a good job if you do not have a chance to use your imagination or your creativity.

It is the image in the mind that links us to our lost treasures; but it is the loss that shapes the image, gathers the flowers, weaves the garland.

It can't drag on this way much longer," she said to herself. "One evening he'll whistle under my window, I'll go down by a ladder or a knotted rope and he will carry me away on a motorcycle, off to a den where his subjects will be assembled. He'll say: 'Here is your new Queen.' And... and... it will be terrible!" viii. Their Queen is away and anarchy reigns! The Journal said so! How grand to be Queen, with a red ribbon and a revolver...

A good book is a portal that will take you anywhere in the world.

Do not think, as you read this, that I am painting my own portrait. Be patient, it is only my model.