Quotes About Imagination

While I have been writing I have lived in the past, the light of it has been all around me...

People do look different with their eyes closed, their features seem so much more sculptured.

When I read a book, I put in all the imagination I can, so that it is almost like writing a book as well as reading it - or rather, it is like living it.

It is the still, yellow kind of afternoon when one is apt to get stuck in a dream if one sits very quiet

There used to be two of us always on the look-out for life, talking to Miss Blossom at night, wondering, hoping; two Bronte-Jane Austen girls, poor but spirited, two Girls of Godsend Castle.

Things you let yourself imagine happening, never do happen.

The way one's mind can dash about just while one opens a window.

I could never explain how the image and the reality merge, and how they somehow extend and beautify each other.

And they are like a drug, one needs them oftener and oftener and has to make them more and more exciting - until at last one's imagination won't work at all.

I could look at stationers' shops forever and ever.

When I read a book, I put in all the imagination I can, so that it is almost like writing the book as well as reading it — or rather, it is like living it.

Sometimes I try to imagine what happens to characters in books - after the books finish, I mean.

Our Clare doesn't much care for real life,' Drew told Jane. 'What she needs is to live in a book– the kind that no longer gets written.

I have noticed that when things happen in one's imaginings, they never happen in one's life, so I am curbing myself.

When I read a book, I put in all the imagination I can, so that it is almost like writing the book as well as reading it – or rather, it is like living it. It makes reading so much more exciting, but I don't suppose many people try to do it.

And I have found that sitting in a place where you have never sat before can be inspiring - I wrote my very best poem while sitting on the hen-house.

When birds look into houses, what impossible worlds they see.

Out of some persistent sense of large-scale ruin, we kept inventing hope.

He wanted paper and something to write with, some way to sustain a thought, to place it in the world.

Doesn't seem quite real. It's not meaningful. I can't quite imagine myself being 73. That's the age my father was! [Laughter.] How can I be his age? It's weird.

Writing is freedom.

He imagines they are uniformly smiling, showing the face they squeeze out with the toothpaste every morning.

It's my contention that each book creates its own structure and its own length. I've written three or four slim books. It may be that the next novel is a big one, but I don't know.

Before I fell asleep, eventually, was thinking when I was a small kid how I'd try to imagine the end of the century and what a far-off wonder that was and I'd figure out how old I'd be when the century ended, years, months, days and now look, incredible we're here - we're six years in and I realize I'm the same skinny kid, my life shadowed by his presence, won't step on cracks on the sidewalk, not as superstition but as a test, a discipline, still do it.