Quotes About Imagination

I pick up a pen and start to unscrew the whole thing, pull out the skinny little tube of blue ink. It would be so cool to have one of these built inside you, like a squid; you could point your finger and leave your mark on anything you wanted.

Because that's what stories do. They help you escape, and they give you the chance to do things you never imagined you would or could. They let you feel heartbreak you've never had and experience adventures from the safety of your own room. They are dreams for those who are still awake. They

Later, as I got to know her, I'd realize that when she gardens, she never sees the seed. She is already picturing the plant it will become. I imagine she thought the same, meeting me.

Art isn't what you see. It's what you remember.

You will ask yourself How come; you will ask yourself What if.

I pulled word after word from my core, like silk for a spider's web, spinning a make-believe life. That's why we read fiction, isn't it? To remind us that whatever we suffer, we're not the only ones?" - Minka (The Storyteller)

If a tree falls in the forest and no one is there to hear it, does it really fall? If a character sits in a book and no one reads it, is he truly alive? As

Who knew that when you cut a slit in the belly of the night sky, it bled color?

A villain let your creativity out of its cage.

The brain can do a lot of things, Olive said, but it can't distinguish between what's really happening and what you're imagining. That's why scary movies scare you and why you cry at Nicholas Sparks books.

Maybe there are entire worlds where there are no fences, where feelings bears you like a tide.

When we were little, Eric and Fitz and I invented a language. I've forgotten most of it, with the exception of a few words: valyango, which meant pirate; palapala, which meant rain; and ruskifer, which had no translation to English but described the dimpled bottom of a woven basket, all the reeds coming together to form one joint spot, and that we sometimes used to explain our friendship.

She had given me my first crayons and coloring book, and had held me when I messed up, assuring me that the lines were for people with no imagination

Everyone has a book inside them - but it doesn't do an good until you pry it out.

What if the characters in a book had lives of their own after the cover was closed?

You can invent any fiction and call it a life. Sometimes, when you don't ask questions, it's not because you are afraid that someone will lie to your face. It's because you're afraid they'll tell you the truth.

when you're a point, all you see is the point. When you're a line, all you see is the line and the point. When you're in three dimensions, you see three dimensions and lines and points. Just because we can't see a fourth dimensions doesn't mean it doesn't exist. It just means we haven't reached it yet.

If you end your story, it's a static work of art, a finite circle. But if you don't, it belongs to anyone's imagination. It stays alive forever

Kaip b?t? nuostabu, jei žvaigžd? nusileist? m?s? nam? kieme? Jei vien? ryt?, saulei patek?jus, j? rastume, gal?tume j? ?d?ti ? akvarium? ir naudoti kaip naktin? lempel?, o gal kaip nešiojam? turistin? žibint?..

realize that when she gardens, she never sees the seed. She is already picturing the plant it will become.

He kissed her so gently she wondered if she had imagined it. She pulled back slightly, to look into his eyes. And then there was a shot.

they've done their share of crying, and we all know that a sky with clouds in it is much more interesting than one that doesn't have any.

A child who believed in fairy tales. Not the silly Disney ones your mother read to you, but the ones with blood and thorns, with girls who knew that love could kill you just as often as it could set you free.

All writers start with a layer of truth, don't they? If not, their stories would be nothing but spools of cotton candy, a fleeting taste wrapped around nothing but air.