Quotes About Imagination

She would have to ride the nightmare in her sleep. Only that would keep it material, or enable her to dematerialize with it.

All true art stems from the depths of the unconscious mind.

Only in Xanth would parents see a dragon looming over their children and depart with confidence.

Meanwhile the other monsters were busy. The winged horse was rearing and stomping; the rabbits were gnawing into legs; the double-headed eagle was plucking eyeballs neatly from their sockets and swallowing them whole, the satyr was— Dor stared for a moment in amazement, then forced his gaze away. He had never imagined killing men that way.

I libri pesano tanto: eppure, chi se ne ciba e se li mette in corpo, vive tra le nuvole.

The most effective kind of education is that a child should play amongst lovely things.

Music is a moral law. It gives a soul to the Universe, wings to the mind, flight to the imagination, a charm to sadness, gaiety and life to everything. It is the essence of order, and leads to all that is good and just and beautiful.

If anyone comes to the gates of poetry and expects to become an adequate poet by acquiring expert knowledge of the subject without the Muses' madness, he will fail, and his self-controlled verses will be eclipsed by the poetry of men who have been driven out of their minds.

Reality is created by the mind. We can change our reality by changing our mind.

And I think that you must have observed again and again what a poor appearance the tales of poets make when stripped of the colours which music puts upon them, and recited in simple prose.

The Muse herself makes some men inspired, from whom a chain of other men is strung out who catch their own inspiration from theirs.

the creative soul creates not children, but conceptions of wisdom and virtue

If a painter, then, paints a picture of an ideally beautiful man, complete to the last detail, is he any the worse painter because he cannot show that such a man could really exist?

yet the true creator is necessity, who is the mother of our invention.

Music is a moral law. It gives a soul to the universe, wings to the mind, flight to the imagination, a charm to sadness, and life to everything. It is the essence of order and leads to all that is good, just and beautiful of which it is the invisible, but nevertheless dazzling, passionate, and eternal form

For no government of men depends solely upon force; without some corruption of literature and morals—some appeal to the imagination of the masses—some pretence to the favour of heaven—some element of good giving power to evil, tyranny, even for a short time, cannot be maintained.

Everything that is responsible for creating something out of nothing is a kind of poetry; and so all the creations of every craft and profession are themselves a kind of poetry, and everyone who practices a craft is a poet.

Books give a soul to the universe, wings to the mind, flight to the imagination, and life to everything.

So Tumpty tried hiding upside down, behind a pot plant, under a large cardboard box, with his eyes tightly closed.

And that's the work of your generation. As long as more walls still stand...We'll need more of you, young people, who imagine the world as it should be; who knock down walls; who knock down barriers; who imagine something different and have the courage to make it happen. The courage to bring communities together, to make even the small impossibilities a shining example of what is possible.

The Gedalists were nearly run down by a Dodge truck on which two grand pianos had been loaded: two uniformed officers were playing, in unison, with gravity and commitment, the 1812 Overture of Tchaikowsky, while the driver wove among the wagons with brusque swerves, pressing the siren at full volume, heedless of the pedestrians in his way.

does not ingenuity consist in the finding or creating of connections between apparently extraneous orders of ideas?)

No disagreement either from those of us who delight in American deep-dish pies and French tartes and prize the difference, who long for "authentic" foods, however vague we may be on what we mean by "authenticity." In the perceptive words of a great French chef, we eat more myths than calories. We eat, in sum, with our imagination.

And since he was unable to give him any form, he would honor him with his works: Natural products were to be a simile for the world, and above them would burn a flame symbolizing the spirit of man, yearning upwards toward its maker.