Quotes About Imagination

A veces me imaginaba que yo también era un pájaro como los que creía ver al otro lado de la bahía, y que podría volar hasta allí.

And Annie showed me how ailanthus trees grow under subway and sewer gratings, stretching toward the sun, making shelter in the summer, she said, laughing, for the small dragons that live under the streets.

And that's like my world." Annie pointed up to the stars again."Inaccecible.

It was hard to believe that once upon a time, she had been afraid of pretend things. The real world was pretty darn scary on its own.

A shadow? Oh, darling, all that lives in this house are shadows and reflections and creaks and groans. So you'd better soothe that boundless imagination of yours from now on." Edith

Literature allows us to cross the borders -- as imaginary as they are indispensable -- which circumscribe and define our selves. Reading, we allow other people to enter us -- and if we make room for them so willingly, it's because we know them already. The novel celebrates our miraculous capacity to recognize others in ourselves, and ourselves in others. Of all the literary genres, the novel is the genre humain.

Le roman est le genre humain par excellence .

O bonheur de l'imaginaire, du possible, du concevable ! Premier des droits humains : le fantasme ! N'être pas là où l'on est ; être là où l'on n'est pas. Oui, ça fonctionne dans les deux sens : pendant que son mari la ramone avec monotonie, l'épouse peut penser aux courses qu'il lui reste à faire ; en essuyant la vaisselle, par contre, libre à elle de partir au septième ciel avec l'amant de ses rêves.

Literature allows us to cross the borders -- as imaginary as they are indispensable -- which circumscribe and define our selves. Reading, we allow other people to enter us -- and if we make room for them so willingly, it's because we know them already. The novel celebrates our miraculous capacity to recognize others in ourselves, and ourselves in others.

En anglais, to make up, ce n'est pas seulement se maquiller, c'est aussi inventer, imaginer. (p.46)

You must learn to be three people at once: writer, character, and reader.

when I waked, I cried to dream again.

Atlas Shrugged and The Fountainhead, doubtless two of the most exquisitely adolescent of fictions.

The capacity to dream beyond the facts of existence into their significance enables us to remember a true past, one that simultaneously reflects and illuminates experience.

I'm no actor. And I wasn't like George Lucas or Spielberg, making home movies as a teenager, either. But I would go back and watch certain movies again and again. By the time I saw 'The Graduate' I was aware of how these amazing stories could be told.

My dear Lady Kroesig, I have only read one book in my life, and that is 'White Fang.' It's so frightfully good I've never bothered to read another.

When I read a novel I am not here. I am transported to far-off places, my eyes unseeing of the words on the page, busy with a scene being played out in my mind's eye, with my ears engaged, hearing the voices carry from the pen to the present. What a lovely place to be-not here - Just Jane (Chapter Four Page 35)

When I read a novel I am not here. I am transported to far-off places, my eyes unseeing of the words on the page, busy with a scene being played out in my mind's eye, with my ears engaged, hearing the voices carry from the pen to the present. What a lovely place to be—not here.

What also excites me is that the artist attempts with the visual what I attempt to do with words: stop time, create a moment, and celebrate the process.

My stories wrap around me like a cozy quilt, and sometimes I long to pull that quilt over my head and pin the blanket shut, allowing me to immerse myself in the world vivid in my mind.

When I read a novel I'm not here. I'm transported to far-off places, my eyes unseeing of the words on the page, busy with a scene being played out in my mind's eye, with my ears engaged, hearing the voices carry from the pen to the present. What a lovely place to be—not here.

I imagined an impulsive Robert taking Henrietta's hands and proclaiming, "I love your sister dearly. Madly. We are betrothed.

Frank Sheed once said, "The secular novelist sees what is visible; the Christian novelist sees what is there.

Stories and images can be powerful means for conveying ideas. Every time we read a book or watch a movie, we enter into an imaginative