Quotes About Imagination

siempre lo que sucede en la realidad es más impresionante de lo que uno cree de lo que uno se imagina que pueda ser

I don't dare postulate about science, but I know that it takes both emotion and intellect in order for art to happen.

That is why the analogy of stealing does not work. With a thief, we want to know how much money he stole, and from whom. With the artist it is not how much he took and from whom, but what he did with it.

Everything comes to nothing in the end, I suppose. Or at least, nothing happens exactly the way we imagine it.

It's not that photography recaptures the world you have been in; more that it creates a new one: photographs are like Post-It Notes reminding us of the deep architectonic forms of space and thought.

You're a classic case of Horney's: the man who comforts himself not with what he achieves, but with what he dreams of achieving.

I do actually dabble in a bit of poetry! And I'm yet to pen a script, but it is something that I've been telling myself I want to do.

On our garden walks Mama always used to tell me, 'Angels live in gardens, Darcy.' 'Where?' I would ask, looking around for the white-winged beings I saw drawn on my Sunday school papers. 'Close your eyes and breathe deep.' 'All is smell is flowers, Mama,' I would say. 'Not so. That's the breath of the angels. And the stirrings you hear in the leaves are their wings brushing past.

He's at the library, I think. Safe and sound in his world of books... Maybe he'll write one someday.

Ed è proprio questa la sensazione che prevale: di poter continuare a camminare all'infinito senza giungere da nessuna parte, oppure in luoghi mai nemmeno immaginati, nascosti. La meraviglia ti aspetta dietro ogni angolo, in fondo a ogni vicolo

O menininho brinca no tapete enquanto nós adultos rimos contando coisas da infância do pai dele e dos tios. Ele ergue o rosto e indaga: — Do que vocês estão falando? — Da infância — responde alguém. — Infância é legal? — Muito. — A gente não pode viajar pra lá? Era o que estávamos fazendo

Both dance and dream are brought into being by the consciousness of a moment. They can never be repeated or successfully imitated. But you can dance and dream again. You must, if life is to continue.

Wonder feeds our best intelligence and is perhaps its source.

Wonder, as a quality of intellect, has fallen from favor.

He takes me up a few flights of stairs into an small apartment. It looks familiar to me. Any room can seem like a room remembered from a dream, as can any doorway into a second room...

Beyond the hand holding this book that I'm reading, I see another hand lying idle and slightly out of focus—my extra hand.

Art is not in some far-off place.

But at other times, I sit here reading in the afternoon, a myrtle in my buttonhole, and there are such beautiful passages in the book that I think I have become beautiful myself.

ho notato che nelle lettere le menzogne scaturiscono e proliferano in maniera quasi naturale, come nei romanzi.

Quero te dizer também que nós, as criaturas humanas, vivemos muito (ou deixamos de viver) em função das imaginações geradas pelo nosso medo. Imaginamos consequências, censuras, sofrimentos que talvez não venham nunca e assim fugimos ao que é mais vital, mais profundo, mais vivo. A verdade, meu querido, é que a vida, o mundo dobra-se sempre às nossas decisões.

ô literatura! Por que as coisas nos parecem sempre belas quando protegidas pela distância?

GUESS ONE DAY

To give reason for fancy were to weigh the fire, and measure the wind.

Religion was not always a dread to me. For one of my great ambitions was to be a minister, and one of my favorite childish vocations was preaching. I see myself now, a pale-faced, anemic, slim chap of ten or eleven, with all the appearance but none of the habits of an ascetic, preaching to a congregation of empty chairs.