Quotes About Imagination

there are so many things that can take a person somewhere else, but none of those things ever happened to me

The sky above the buildings outside their apartment windows is the color of a dusty chalkboard, and the light coming down onto the street is exactly the color of boredom.

In deep night, when I listen to sounds of the rainforest, I feel like I've returned to my mission. The landscapes are nothing alike. I see now that the place I've been yearning for is my own imagination. It was with me before and will be always. It's in every children's book.

He tipped back his head to look at the sky, its torn beauty rinsed and salved by fog, and imagined he was seeing their opioid dreams rising into heaven.

If I could imagine the past with compassion, why couldn't I breathe hope into an imagined future?

But surely the idea that one might slip away unseen and take up another life is nearly universal. Is there anything more fundamentally human than the desire to live in another world, as someone other than our own earthbound selves?

Anybody can buy. It takes an artist to shop.

Is there anything more fundamentally human than the desire to live in another world, as someone other than our own earthbound selves?

If we regard vision itself as an embodied, enactive, and, in specific ways, imaginatively endowed process, there is no contradiction in recognizing at the same time that we can learn, through painting, to see differently, and that we rely on our stable, biologically grounded capacities in so doing.

Quote from "The Whole World Is Gone" ".... It's sensual, though, too, and interestingly mental. What I do alone, loving him in my mind. Trying not to let imagination win over reality. Hurtling through the night passions so spent become facts one observes. Not tempered, just momentarily out of view by the body that perceives them. Turning that into my prayer: to be deprived.

His words stayed with her for years. Each night as she lay waiting for sleep, she tried to re-create the evening in her mind — the tone of his voice, his hand on her shoulder. Soon the memory was worn as an old photograph, the edges fuzzy from frequent handling; she worried that she'd gotten the words wrong, forgotten some nuance of his face or voice. Finally she wondered if she'd made the whole thing up.

The opportunity to gain Willpower makes a great motivation for a story, especially your more bizarre ones.

The essence of the character is created through roleplaying and imagination.

So let's be specific. When we talk about Doc McStuffins, let's talk about her brilliance, her kindness, her being a girl, her imagination, her being Black, her healing gifts with toys and stuffed animals, the fact her mom is a doctor, and on and on.

It can be a site of reverie or rebellion; a form of propaganda or an idiosyncratic way of responding to the world: its openness to what it can be is one of its – if not its greatest – sources of power. It can be a response to anything and made anywhere by anyone: it can give permission to the silenced to speak or create a lexicon for the illiterate; it can lend the world shape and make it graspable to those who feel that it is out of reach.

I think what you wear on Halloween is important. It says something about you--who you are and what you want to be. There's got to be a reason so many girls go around dressed as princesses and witches.

The point of having a hypothesis is not to be right. It's about the data. Sometimes the data takes you in a direction you never imagined, and you have an interesting result.

You have to come in and be that character when you walk into the room. That's what one of my first acting teachers taught me. You know, don't go in there being Jennifer and then expect to flip and change, because they're not going to have that imagination.

Ayer los dos soñábamos con un mundo perfecto . . . (Yesterday, we were dreaming a perfect world . . .) —"QUÉ HICISTE

Romantic comedies are there to give us dreams and butterflies, but what we can create in our own lives could be not only better but real.

Sometimes make-believe is just another word for rare.

I laid my head on his neck, and the two of us-girl and wolf-fell asleep, into a dream within a dream.

Pretend for a moment," Lia told her, "that we're all very, very slow." "I'm not very good at pretending," Sloane told her seriously. "But I think I can do that.

I smiled half a smile at her puppy antics, wondering what it would be like to be able to join her, to shed my human skin and the confines that went with it and just live in the moment as a wolf. What would I look like with four legs and fur—would I be light-colored like Katie, or a darker timber, like Dev? I wondered if I would be velvet black with ice-blue eyes, like Chase.