Quotes About Imagination

Our word 'poetry' comes from Greek poi?sis, the skill of making things;

In art, however, we create a realm of the imagination, in which each beginning finds its end, and each fragment is part of a meaningful whole.

The ennobling power of the imagination lies in this: that it re-orders the world, and re-orders our feelings in response to it. Fantasy, by contrast, is frequently degrading. For it begins from the premise of a given emotion, which it can neither improve nor criticise but only feed. It is a slave of the actual, and deals in forbidden goods. Where imagination offers glimpses of the sacred, fantasy offers sacrilege and profanation.

It is one mark of rational beings that they do not live only - or even at all - in the present. They have the freedom to despise the world that surrounds them and to live in another way.

It's difficult to get your creative juices flowing if you're always being practical, following rules, afraid to make mistakes, not looking into outside areas, or under the influence of any of the other mental locks.

Necessity may be the mother of invention, but play is certainly the father.

Knowledge is the stuff from which new ideas are made. Thus, the real key to being creative lies in what you do with your knowledge.

When inspiration is silent reason tires quickly.

If the liberal arts do nothing else, they provide engaging metaphors for the thinking they displace.

Many of my better short stories are just the last chapters of novels I did not write.

Most people who daydream of transforming themselves into some vicious beast and going about tearing people's throats out, dismembering them, disfiguring them and perhaps devouring them tend mainly to dwell upon how much fun it would be and generally neglect the practicalities of the situation.

Hell, we make our own ifs. I had better things to think about than what could have happend

Hell, we make our own ifs. I had better things to think about than what could have happened

I have always been a sucker for ideas I find aesthetically pleasing.

Spavati, možda i sanjati...

The Nameless, of which we are all a part, does dream form. And what is the highest attribute any form may possess? It is beauty. The Nameless, then, is an artist.

No two authors can render the same story in the same fashion.

Few people can say of themselves that they are free of the belief that this world which they see around them is in reality the work of their own imagination. Are we pleased with it, proud of it, then?

positing infinity, the rest is easy

Or supposing humans had developed different abilities than those they have now and had learned magic rather than, say, calculus . .

Was that a dark figure ducking behind a windmill tree? Or only the dance of shadows in my shadow-shifting eyes?

You drew me, in exquisite detail, on several packs of playing cards.

I spat sand so I would not choke when I laughed. Hell, we make our own what ifs. I had better things to do than what could have happened.

Don't you see, said Father, that you are confusing fiction with facts, fiction does not create facts, fiction can come from facts, it can grow out of facts by compounding, transposing, augmenting, diminishing, or altering them in any way; but you must not confuse cause and effect, you must not confuse what really happened with what the story says happened, you must not lose your grasp on reality, that way madness lies.