Quotes About Imagination

And tomorrow... what? Nobody knows. You understand? Neither I nor anyone else knows. It's unknown. You understand it's come to an end, everything that was known? Now it'll be new, never before seen or imagined.

Children are the only bold philosophers. And bold philosophers are invariably children.

Children are the only bold philosophers. And bold philosophers are invariably children. Exactly, just like children, we must always ask, 'And what next?

Children are the only brave philosophers. And brave philosophers are, inevitably, children. And that's just it—we must always think like children with their what-happens-nexts.

Final things are for children, because infinity scares children, and it is important that children sleep peacefully at night.

Ak, kad tai iš ties? b?t? tiktai romanas, o ne dabartinis, iks?, ?-1 ir nuopuoli? pilnas mano gyvenimas.

It is not your fault; you are ill. And the name of your illness is: FANCY.

What makes you think that nonsense is bad? If they'd nurtured and cared for human nonsense over the ages the way they did intelligence, it might have turned into something of special value.

And, like children, you will swallow without protest everything bitter I shall give you only when it is carefully coated with the thick syrup of adventure.

Children are exceptionally brave philosophers. And brave philosophers are always children.

Kdoví… ÄŒlovÄ›k je jako román: do poslední stránky nevíÅ¡, jak skon?í. Jinak by ho ani nestálo za to ?íst…

True literature can exist only where it is created, not by diligent and trustworthy functionaries, but by madmen, hermits, heretics, dreamers, rebels, and skeptics.

Now I no longer live in our clear, rational world; I live in the ancient nightmare world, the world of square roots of minus one.

Literature is painting, architecture, and music.

And he needed to imagine that someone must love him, within these numberless houses, so that he could sleep, so that he could wake up.

An imaginary ailment is worse than a disease.

I would have liked to be called a dreamer had I known how to dream. The sense of being an imposter, I understand, occurs naturally, and those who do not occasional feel so I find untrustworthy. I would not mind being taken as many things I am not: a shy person, a cheerful person, a cold person. But I do not want to be called a dreamer when I am far from being a real one.

All my concerts had no sounds in them they were completely silent. People had to make up their own music in their minds!

If people want to make war they should make a color war, and paint each others' cities up in the night in pinks and greens.

Think that snow is falling Think that snow is falling everywhere all the time When you talk with a person, think that snow is falling between you and on that person Stop conversing when you think the person is covered by snow

Whisper your dream to a cloud. Ask the cloud to remember it.

You may think I'm small, but I have a universe in my head.

It's a waste of time to think that if you coloured a painting red what might have happened if you painted it black.

Imagine a dolphin dancing in the sky. Let it dance with joy. Think of yourself at the bottom of the ocean watching.