Quotes About Imagination

The art of the word is painting + architecture + music.

Go and copulate with yon purple lizard.

I play the radio and moon about...and dream of Utopias where its always July the 24th 1935, in the middle of summer forever.

But I warn you, I am only really myself when I'm somebody else whom I have endowed with these wonderful qualities from my imagination.

Lady Sylvia flapped across the room like an opaque protoplasm propelling itself over a sand-bank.

I am really only myself when I'm somebody else whom I have endowed with these wonderful qualities from my imagination.

Creativity is the joy of not knowing it all.

Anything great that has been accomplished in the history of humanity has started with one small thought. We all have those thoughts; few people do anything with theirs, however. What do you intend to do with yours?

I come from the generation of readers who expected a beloved series to go on and on. I would be happy to keep Bruce and Barbara and Jimmy going as long as they're willing to talk to me in my head. But times have changed, and if that's not possible, I don't know what will come next.

For another thing, there's so much they don't know. And not knowing things makes them know lots of other things grownups can't know. That sounds confusing and it is. But look at it this way. Every time you teach a kid something, you teach him a hundred things that are impossible because that one thing is so. By the time we grow up, our world is so hedged around by impossibilities that it's a wonder we ever try anything new.

To all the fish, big or small. May a wave carry you to the top of a tree some day. And from that summit, may you contemplate the immensity of the ocean.

Little men with little minds and little imaginations go through life in little ruts, smugly resisting all changes which would jar their little worlds.

Wouldn't it be wonderful if our mind growled like our stomach does when it is hungry?

The day our memories become larger than our dreams is the day our soul begins to shrink." —IKE REIGHARD

I get lots of ideas when the lights go out at night and it gets very quiet. Sometimes they come when I first lie down to sleep; other times I wake up with an idea racing through my mind. But regardless of when an idea comes, I have made it a habit to get out of bed and write the idea down before it disappears into my dreams. You should do the same.

Know all the Questions, but not the Answers Look for the Different, instead of the Same Never Walk where there's room for Running Don't do anything that can't be a Game

There was that special smell made up of paper, ink, and dust; the busy hush; the endless luxury of thousands of unread books. Best of all was the eager itch of anticipation as you went out the door with your arms loaded down with books.

Belief in mysteries, any manner of mysteries, is the only lasting luxury in life.

Belief in mysteries—all manner of mysteries—is the only lasting luxury in life.

Just looking at the outside of the library made Robin lose herself for a minute, remembering the feel of libraries. There was that special smell made up of paper, ink, and dust; the busy hush; the endless luxury of thousands of unread books. Best of all was the eager itch of anticipation as you went out the door with your arms loaded down with books. Libraries had always seemed almost too good to be true.

None of my friends know how to play imagining games the way you do," Melanie said. "Some of them can do it a little bit but they mostly don't have any very good ideas. And a lot of them only like ball games or other things that are already made up. But I like imagining games better than anything.

But they're not really paper dolls," Melanie said. "And I don't really play with them, not like moving them around and dressing them up and everything. They're just sort of a record of a game I play. I make up a family and then I find people who look like them in magazines and catalogues, just so I'll remember them better.

Whenever I become discouraged (which is on alternate Tuesdays, between three and four) I lift my spirits by remembering: The artists are on our side! I mean those poets and painters, singers and musicians, novelists and playwrights who speak to the world in a way that is impervious to assault because they wage the battle for justice in a sphere which is unreachable by the dullness of ordinary political discourse.

Beyond the fiction of reality, there is the reality of the fiction.