Quotes About Imagination

Het was een vergissing vanwege de juf, te denken dat alleen de dingen die in de boeken staan interessant zijn. Ook deze, die er nog niet in staan, zijn merkwaardig.

Wie is nu dichter en wie niet? Gij en ik kunnen het zijn, zonder het misschien zelf te weten! In u kan een verlangen zijn, een vreemde stuwkracht die u naar de pen doet grijpen om neer te schrijven wat ge gezien, gehoord en zeer diep gevoeld hebt. Het moet niet altijd in rijm zijn om kunst te zijn.

Wouldn't it be fun if all the castles in the air which we make could come true and we could live in them?

I've got the key to my castle in the air, but whether I can unlock the door remains to be seen.

Books are always good company if you have the right sort.

My definition [of a philosopher] is of a man up in a balloon, with his family and friends holding the ropes which confine him to earth and trying to haul him down.

I've got the key to my castle in the air, but whether I can unlock the door remains to be seen.

Human minds are more full of mysteries than any written book and more changeable than the cloud shapes in the air.

How old was I before I realized there were other places besides right here?" Seven

The colour blue - that is my colour - and the colour blue means you have left the drabness of day-to-day reality to be transported into - not a world of fantasy, it's not a world of fantasy - but a world of freedom where you can say what you like and what you don't like. This has been expressed forever by the colour blue, which is really sky blue.

In my dreams I am not crippled. In my dreams, I dance.

You can think of a lot of things to make out of nothing, if you have to.

If you have a simply swell story in mind, you can forget the rules. A swell story takes care of itself.

The things we fear are almost always things which needn't be feared at all. They are creatures of our imagination.

The dead don't bother haunting graveyards- they are the last place on earth they need to haunt. The living do that job for them with their messy combination of grief, desire, imagination. There is nothing in this cemetery. It's just an empty field.

There is the mundane, then there is the unthinkable – between the two, a chasm into which our imaginations tumble.

Read. Read as if your life depended on it because your life as a novelist does.

I WONDER IF WHEN YOU DREAM ABOUT SOMEBODY THEY DREAM ABOUT YOU.

Harriet pushed her hair back and looked at him seriously. 'Sport, what are you going to be when you grow up?' 'You know what. You know I'm going to be a ball player.' 'Well, I'm going to be a writer. And when I say that's a mountain, that's a mountain.' Satisfied, she turned back to her town.

Visualize or imagine yourself having or doing or being what you are working toward. Fill in all the details. Feel, see, taste, touch, hear. Notice other people's reactions to your new state. Make it all okay with you no matter what their reactions are.

Imagine that your thoughts are like drops of water. One thought or one drop of water does not mean very much. As you repeat thoughts over and over, you first notice a stain on the carpet, then there is a little puddle, then a pond, and as these thoughts continue, they can become a lake, and finally an ocean. What kind of ocean are you creating? One that is polluted and toxic and unfit to swim in, or one that is crystal clear and blue and invites you to enjoy its refreshing waters?

You must create your own world. I am responsible for my world.

The night is a strawberry.

It's a shame that creativity and sloth look exactly the same.