Quotes About Imagination

We poets have to know about everything," said Dandelion haughtily. "Otherwise we'd compromise our work. One has to learn, my dear fellow, learn.

Only in fables survives what cannot survive in nature. Only myths and fables do not know the limits of possibility.

A la gente le gusta inventarse monstruos y monstruosidades. Entonces se parecen menos monstruos a sí mismos. [...]Entonces, como que se les quita un peso de encima. Y les resulta más fácil vivir.

There's no such thing as devils!" yelled the poet, shaking the cat from sleep once and for all. "No such thing! To the devil with it, devils don't exist!" "True." Geralt smiled. "But, Dandilion, I could never resist the temptation of having a look at something that doesn't exist.

Fringilla' he answered after a while. 'You're a woman a man can only dream about. My Fault, my only fault, is that I don't have the nature of a dreamer

mistook stars reflected in a pond at night for those in the sky.

You mistake the stars reflected in the surface of the lake at night for the heavens.

every dream, if dreamed too long, turns into a nightmare. And we awake from such dreams screaming.

There's a grain of truth in every fairy tale

Die Leute [...] denken sich gern Ungeheuer und Ungeheuerlichkeiten aus. Sie selbst kommen sich dann weniger ungeheuerlich vor.

He knew that the disdain for death and crazy courage of youngsters stemmed from a lack of imagination.

when gazing on a dream, one either sees great wisdom or great foolishness. The art is in recognising it.

People like to invent monsters and monstrosities. Then they seem less monstrous themselves.

Necio es quien a las visiones de los sueños concede crédito y se adentra en el camino de las quimeras. Mas todo aquel que precie de menos los sueños y en nada los tenga, procede también con poco seso. ¿Pues acaso si los sueños no hubieran de tener sentido alguno, nos habrían dotado los dioses de la capacidad de soñar?

What a pity humans don't have any legends like that. Perhaps one day they will? Perhaps they'll create some? But what would human legends deal with? All around, wherever one looks, there's greyness and dullness. Even things which begin beautifully lead swiftly to boredom and dreariness, to that human ritual, that wearisome rhythm called life.

Foolish indeed is he who lends credence to dreams and treads the path of delusion. Nonetheless, whoever disdains and does not believe them at all also acts unwisely. For if dreams had no import whatsoever why, then, would the Gods, in creating us, give us the ability to dream?

Zamykam oczy i widzÄ™ zÅ'ote iskry. CzujÄ™ zapach jabÅ'ek. Branwen. Zapach piór sokoÅ'a siedzÄ…cego na mojej rÄ™kawicy, gdy wracam z Å'owów. ZÅ'ote iskry. WidzÄ™ jej twarz. WidzÄ™ krzywiznÄ™ policzka, maÅ'y, lekko zadarty nos. KrÄ…gÅ'o?? ramienia. WidzÄ™ j?… NoszÄ™ j?… NoszÄ™ jÄ… na wewnÄ™trznej stronie powiek.

You mistook the stars reflected in a pond at night for the sky.

Attraverso la Cortina strappata passeranno allucinazioni. È una buona definizione di qualcosa che non ha una forma propria, ma la trova nel cervello di chi la osserva. Sempre che quel cervello sopporti una simile prova.

Dormi, Gatto del Cheshire?» «Ci provo.» «Be', allora dormi, tigre che ardi vivida nelle foreste della notte. Non ti disturberò.» «Sono steso sulla manica della tua redingote. Che succederà quando vorrai alzarti?» Sorrise. «Taglierò la manica.»

A las gente le gusta inventarse monstruos y monstruosidades, entonces parecen menos monstruosos asi mismos

A Ranuncolo venne di nuovo voglia di comporre una ballata sulle fanciulle come lei, non bellissime ma graziose, di quelle che si sognano la notte, mentre le classiche bellezze si dimenticano dopo cinque minuti.

the Dank Wilderness was so dank it would have been difficult to imagine anything danker

The Witcher had no work, for though the Dank Wilderness was so dank it would have been difficult to imagine anything danker, we did not encounter any monsters.