Quotes About Imagination

You smell like a bar," he said. I thought, You smell like a library. But I wanted to have sex right then, so I said, "You smell like a poem.

The world in your mind is as real as the world outside of it.

From about eight years old I was always making things on the sewing machine. Friends would see me making dresses and costumes, and I'd use difficult fabrics such as Lycra and elastic. But you know, my dad was creative and my brother is inventive too.

Im summer - in spring, even - it is impossible to believe in November. Snow you can picture, picture-postcard style, but the sodden, rotting tangle where the brazen nettles were, the once-secret nest now stark in the bare branches and above all the sheer dead silence of the sky - these things are unimaginable for the rest of the year.

So often, we think we can guess our destiny. We're so certain we know what it looks like that we forget to open ourselves up to the pleasure of surprise.

Like her mother Lauren used to say, books were solid proof that ordinary people were capable of creating magic.

Sometimes having a good imagination really stinks, Jenna thought.

Apparently, he was too busy living his own life to be a character in the imaginary novel that was mine.

Apparently, he was too bust living his own life to be a character in the imaginary novel that was mine.

What does it mean when nightmares dream of peace? When shadows wish for light?

Do you ever wonder if what you look at is the same thing everyone else is seeing?' He went even stiller at her side. 'Sometimes I'm sure it isn't the same...but that's not so bad is it? Seeing the world in a different way?' Creative vision creates art' he motioned around the gallery 'that shows the rest of the world a new angle. That's a beautiful thing.

Writing is not just the technical act of your fingers on the keyboard. Writing is living.

I still dream that it was you. No matter how many times I've looked, in my dreams it's always been you who were meant to be my queen.

I've read Reverend Kirk, in fact. My uncle's library has quite a few books of your people. I have read Mr. Lang's fairy tales as well. (Katherine Rae O'Flaherty) "Books are not the same as reality," Devlin stared at her. "My world is not always kind to mortals.

Creative vision creates art" - he motioned around the gallery - "that shows the rest of the world a new angle. That's beautiful thing." "Or some sort of madness", she said.

Creative vision creates art"—he motioned around the gallery—"that shows the rest of the world a new angle. That's a beautiful thing.

Some people worked well with daily discipline, but she'd always been more of a need-a-deadline or consumed-by-vision artist.

Reality is but a poor excuse for not having an imagination.

I've only imagined seeing you again. That you'd come to my home. That I'd run into you on the street. That I'd look up, and you'd be there, and you'd be well . . . and I'd tell you that I love you.

Her parents exchanged an odd glance. Her mother's lips curved. "Yes, I imagine that he possesses a rather large cannon," she said, spearing her sausage with a fork.

Beliefs create reality

Fairy tales were stupid. And dangerous.

Reading is a mighty engine, beside which steam and electricity sink into insignificance.

Shakespeare shoved into bed together words that scarcely knew each other before, had never even been introduced.