Quotes About Imagination

Allora, come va il tuo libro, Ruth?' mi ha chiesto Timmy. 'Ruth vuol fare la scrittrice' ha spiegato a Packy. In realtà io non volevo fare la scrittrice, volevo fare la lettrice , aspirazione assai più rara. Ma sai com'è, una cosa tira l'altra.

Someone has said religion lasted longer in Ireland because we were an imaginative people, and so could most vividly picture the fires of Hell.

It is what writers do, imagine and feel the pain of others, sometimes at the expense of feeling their own. Here, then, in these pages is mine, the fear of death, of loss, of unexpressed love. Here is the truth told in a story. And in the telling of it perhaps I have found some way to have courage, to believe.

The world is more outlandish than some people's imaginations.

some things, most things in my experience, are more vivid when you haven't seen them

Pieces of story she would discover intact in her. She would draw them into the air with a single phrase and be elsewhere for a moment, eyes distant and eyelashes winging as an image fleeted past. Christy would gently try and bring forth more, but like a fallen chandelier inside her the whole was shattered and beyond repair and there were only exquisite shards.

I think maybe I had a first sense then of the power of story, and realised that time had done what Time sometimes does to hardship, turn it into fairy tale.

Some things do not bear telling. I think my father knew this. I think he knew how words can sometimes flatten the deepest emotions or pin them like wild butterflies stunned out of magnificent flight, flimsiest souvenirs of what moved and coloured air like silk. Better to imagine it.

The parts of our lives when we write them down seem to belong in different books, by different writers even. What all these bits and pieces make up I don't know. There is no plot. Perhaps meaning is something we invent afterward, putting it all together, like imagined God.

Ho letto tutti gli autori usuali, Austen, Brontë, Eliot, Hardy, ma Dickens è come un paese meraviglioso dove le persone sono più brillanti e vivaci, più comiche e più tragiche e in loro compagnia senti che il mondo è più ricco e fantastico di quanto immaginavi

There is no Heaven. How can there be? Think about it. For starters, if all the good people there have ever been are already there, how big would it have to be? Second, what a social nightmare. It'd be like all the good characters in all the books in the ultimate library of the world left their books, stepped out of their stories and were told just mingle.

We tell stories. We tell stories to pass the time, to leave the world for a while, or go more deeply into it. We tell stories to heal the pain of living.

There's a book inside you. There's a library inside me.

For ninety minutes, I was transported into another life, another reality, another character. Basically, it let me be someone that I wasn't. It allowed me to travel, to be a part of different cultures, different world views, different societies. Plus there are all the elements of movies: music, visuals, writing, and acting. In some ways it is the perfect art form. It is the culmination of all mediums.

John Lennon says that "living is easy with eyes closed." I want to close my eyes. I want to close my eyes so badly.

When I was little, especially when I visited my mom in L.A., the only escape I had was watching movies. It was the one thing that could take me out of myself—let me forget the world I lived in.

A poem should improve on the blank page.

In poetry everything is permitted.

She had Googled psychogeography, just to make sure she wasn't getting it wrong. It was, she discovered, about playfulness, about drifting around urban environments, about getting away from your normal routes, about opening yourself up to randomness.

La fantasia è crudele, sia sovrappone alla realtà come carta velina.

La fantasia è crudele, si sovrappone alla realtà come carta velina.

Improvvisamente sono quasi accecato dalle mille possibilità che mi offre una trama, mi toglie quasi il respiro.

Make no small plans for they have no power to stir the soul.

Nu po?i s? vezi zâne dac? nu e?ti z?natic.