Quotes About Imagination

E soprattutto, guarda con occhi scintillanti tutto il mondo intorno a te perché i segreti più grandi sono sempre nascosti nei luoghi più improbabili. Chi non crede nella magia non la troverà mai».

Twice a day, on his way to and from school, little Charlie Bucket had to walk right past the gates of the factory. And every time he went by, he would begin to walk very, very slowly, and he would hold his nose high in the air and take long deep sniffs of the gorgeous chocolatey smell all around him. Oh

I always thought that a veruca was a sort of wart that you got on the sole of your foot!

There's three of them in nightshirts! Two old women and one

You'll never get anywhere if you go about what-iffing like that - Willy Wonka

The trouble is, I'm writer, and most writers are terrible nosey parkers.

The books transported her into new worlds and introduced her to amazing people who lived exciting lives...All the reading she had done had given her a view of life that they had never seen

I dare not do that, said Mr. Fox, because this place I am hoping to get is so marvelous that if I described it to you now you would go crazy with excitement

This is Mr. Bucket. This is Mrs. Bucket. Mr. and Mrs. Bucket have a small boy whose name is Charlie Bucket.

I is THE BIG FRIENDLY GIANT! I is the BFG. What is your name?' 'My name is Sophie,' Sophie said, hardly

old girl's head went through the ceiling as though it were butter.

Bütün büyükler çocuklara dev gibi görünürler.

Watch with glittering eyes the world around you. [...] Those who do not believe in magic will never find it.

introduced her to amazing people who lived exciting lives. She went on olden-day sailing ships with Joseph Conrad. She went to Africa with Ernest Hemingway and to India with Rudyard Kipling. She travelled all over the world while sitting in her little room in an English village.

Un libro, piensas, es una cajita milagrosa: puedes meterlo en el bolsillo de tu abrigo y en él caben, sin embargo, muchas más cosas de las que existen en el mundo.

the bed having been pushed on board just before take off. Grandpa

I would love to to go somewhere else and pick peachy fruits in the early morning from the back of an elefunt.

Well, maybe it started that way. As a dream, but doesn't everything? Those buildings. These lights. This whole city. Somebody had to dream about it first. And maybe that is what I did. I dreamed about coming here, but then I did it.

what a terrible country it is! Nothing but thick jungles infested by the most dangerous beasts in the entire world—hornswogglers and snozzwangers and those terrible wicked whangdoodles.

IT ROTS THE SENSES IN THE HEAD! IT KILLS IMAGINATION DEAD! IT CLOGS AND CLUTTERS UP THE MIND! IT MAKES A CHILD SO DULL AND BLIND HE CAN NO LONGER UNDERSTAND A FANTASY, A FAIRYLAND! HIS BRAIN BECOMES AS SOFT AS CHEESE! HIS POWERS OF THINKING RUST AND FREEZE! HE CANNOT THINK—HE ONLY SEES!

I IS ABLE TO MAKE THE ELEKTRIK LITES GO ON AND OFF JUST BY WISHING IT.

I IS ABEL TO JUMP OUT OF ANY HIGH WINDOW AND FLOTE DOWN SAFELY.

So please, oh please, we beg, we pray, go throw your TV set away, and in its place you can install, a lovely bookshelf on the wall." "The books transported her into new worlds and introduced her to amazing people who lived exciting lives. She went on olden-day sailing ships with Joseph Conrad. She went to Africa with Ernest Hemingway and to India with Rudyard Kipling. She travelled all over the world while sitting in her little room in an English village.

How can you whip cream without whips? Whipped cream isn't whipped cream at all unless it's been whipped with whips. Just as a poached egg isn't a poached egg unless it's been stolen from the woods in the dead of night!