Quotes About Imagination

It's a dragon." "It's not a dragon," I said. "There's no such thing as dragons." "Look at it!" she hissed at me. "It's right there! Look at the huge Goddamn dragon!

He had learned to extend the journey from his mental notion of a scent to the finished perfume by way of writing down the formula.

el sótano; sí, estás en el sótano de la casa paterna, tú eres un niño, sólo has soñado que eras un adulto, un viejo y asqueroso vigilante en París, pero eres un niño y estás en el sótano de la casa paterna (...)

la actividad creadora se desarrollaba únicamente en su interior y no podía ser percibida por nadie más que por él mismo.

Und auch in der synthetisierenden Geruchsküche seiner Phantasie, in der er ständig neue Duftkombinationen zusammenstellte, herrschte noch kein ästhetisches Prinzip. Es waren Bizarrerien, die er schuf und alsbald wieder zerstörte wie ein Kind, das mit Bauklötzen spielt, erfindungsreich und destruktiv, ohne erkennbares schöpferisches Prinzip.

Und auch in der synthetisierenden Geruchsküche seiner Phantasie, in der er ständig neue Duftkombinationen zusammenstellte, herrschte noch kein ästhetisches Prinzip. Es waren Bizarrerien, die er schuf und alsbald wieder zerstörte wie ein Kind, das mit Bauklötzen spielt, erfindungsreich und destruktiv, ohne erkennbares schöpferisches Prinzip." ? Patrick Süskind, Das Parfum

I am told that there have been over the years a number of experiments taking place in places like Massachusetts Institute of Technology that have been entirely based on concepts raised by Star Trek.

It feels so good to be loved," Murphy said. "How would ye know?" said Paddy. "I hear things and have a good imagination," he said.

We also usually got the best results, probably because not only do we think outside the box, we trample it, change its shape, hide it from all its loved ones, and then hold it for ransom.

you ever wondered why socks disappear in the dryer?" I nodded, offering, "The spinning of the dryer combined with the intense heat tears open small holes in the fabric of space and time. Occasionally a sock falls through and ends up in the dresser of some dinosaur." Not everyone agreed with my idea. "The way I see it is the socks mutate into wire coat hangers which then somehow appear in my closet," Dion surmised.

What exactly am I supposed to be looking for? That imaginary tidal wave of yours?" Mr. Martin said. And as if to accentuate his words, a wall of water appeared and blocked out the sky. Mr. Martin promptly exclaimed something about the divine nature of human excrement. "I

Thanks. Any idea how to ride a flying horse?" Argus said. "Not really, but I'd imagine it would be along the lines of get in the saddle and don't fall off," Murphy said.

I think space will be conquered through the mind rather than the clumsy medium of space travel.

But the boy was not cheated by her ignorance. He was not intensely interested in answers, the things themselves were enough. So he ran on, holding the leaf by its twig, or feather by its quill, and whereas his mother thought mostly of arriving, discovery kept him in a state of endless being.

Please, no matter how we advance technologically, please don't abandon the book. There is nothing in our material world more beautiful than the book.

Please, no matter how we advance technologically, please don't abandon the book. There is nothing in our material world more beautiful than the book." (Acceptance speech, National Book Award 2010 (Nonfiction) , November 17, 2010)

I have loved books all my life. There is nothing more beautiful in our material world than the book.

I wish I could just project everything on the paper,

Not all dreams need to be realized.

To be an artist is to enter into competition with god.

In my way of thinking, anything is possible. Life is at the bottom of things and belief at the top, while the creative impulse, dwelling in the center, informs all.

I imagined a lot of things. That I would shine. That I'd be good. I'd dwell bareheaded on a summit turning a wheel that would turn the earth undetected, amongst the clouds, I would have some influence; be of some avail.

the law of empathy, by which he could, by his will, transfer himself into an object or a work of art, and thus inflence the outer world. He did not feel redeemed by the work he did. He did not seek redemption. He sought to see what others did not, the projection of his imagination.

We sometimes eclipse our own dreams with reality.