Quotes About Imagination

You of the almighty zap, Zeusifer, loose and zany, let me sizzle on your throne for maybe forty-eight seconds; I've had enough of your poetry crap, just give me the last word of this poem.

Sometimes the imagination could be even crueler than the bone saw.

It's perfectly sane. Who wants transparency when you can have magic? Who wants prose when you can have poetry" pull away the veil, and what are you left with? An ordinary young woman of modest ability and little imagination. But wrap her up like this, anoint her with oil, and hey presto, what do you have? A goddess!

Nor was my squad troubled by racial or religious bigotry. We had no "inner conflict," as the phrase goes. These things happen most often in the imagination of men who never fought. Only rear echelons with plenty of fat on them can afford such rich diseases, like an epicure with his gout.

The old man said, " The house is talking to us." "What's it saying?" David said. Jesse said, "It's hungry.

It'd be like a combination lock. Every new portal would make the number of possible worlds she could have gone to increase exponentially.

I am a bookworm. For play, I bury myself in the corners of libraries and read.

No child but must remember laying his head in the grass, staring into the infinitesimal forest and seeing it grow populous with fairy armies.

I will make you brooches and toys for your delightOf birdsong at morning and starshine at night.

I have a little shadow that goes in and out with me,And what can be the use of him is more than I can see.He is very, very like me from the heels up to the head;And I see him jump before me, when I jump into my bed.

Books are good enough in their own way, but they are a mighty bloodless substitute for life.

I kept always two books in my pocket, one to read, one to write in.

The strangest things are there for me,Both things to eat and things to see,And many frightening sights abroadTill morning in the land of Nod.

I doodle handlebarmoustaches on the last Russian Czar.

Those blessèd structures, plot and rhyme— why are they no help to me now I want to make something imagined, not recalled?

Those blessèd structures, plot and rhyme— why are they no help to me now I want to make something imagined, not recalled? I hear the noise of my own voice: The painter's vision is not a lens, it trembles to caress the light. But sometimes everything I write with the threadbare art of my eye seems a snapshot, lurid, rapid, garish, grouped, heightened from life, yet paralyzed by fact. from "Epilogue

I want to make something imagined, not recalled?

Were I a philosopher, I should write a philosophy of toys, showing that nothing else in life need to be taken seriously, and that Christmas Day in the company of children is one of the few occasions on which men become entirely alive.

If the poets offered us nothing more than another make-believe world, they would be mere sellers of drugs or, at best, sweetmeats.

For every fact there is an infinity of hypotheses.

Only boring people get bored. Life may be tedius, but not if you brought a book.

Only boring people get bored. Life may be tedious, but not if you brought a book.

The essential key for writing is to write regularly — like it or not — great ideas come often by writing; releasing the subconscious — waiting for inspiration and ideas will not work, but it does help to have a notebook with you all the time for sudden brainstorms or inspiration.

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