Quotes About Imagination

Well there's these things called books.... They are like TV for smart people

You learn to tell stories by telling stories.

Don't give me any money, don't give me any people, but give freedom, and I'll give you a movie that looks gigantic.

What I love about new technology is that it really pushes the art. It really pushes it in a way that you can't imagine until you come up with the idea. It's idea-based. You can do anything.

Since it doesn't cost a dime to dream, you'll never short change yourself when you stretch your imagination.

Talent works, genius creates.

Sometimes I wish I could go back to when I was younger, when the future was filled with hope and possibility. I love it. I really love it so much. I often try to convince myself that I am back—that I'm in my youth and my family and friends are around me, and we're all looking forward to the future.

Utopias are boring. Distopias on the other hand, are interesting.

There are true unseen forces, but not nearly so many as we believe, nor would they rule us so sternly if we did not admit them to our souls. We would not be assailed half so often by devils, had we not taken the trouble to invent so many of them.

Artists themselves are not confined, but their output is.

The memory of what is not may be better than the amnesia of what is.

It is the work of fancy to enlarge, but of judgment to shorten and contract and therefore this must be as far above the other as judgment is a greater and nobler faculty than fancy or imagination.

His coat was red, and his breeches were blue,And there was a hole where his tail came through.

[H]istorians have powerful imaginations, which are essential and dangerous.

What you're trying to do when you write is to crowd the reader out of his own space and occupy it with yours, in a good cause. You're trying to take over his sensibility and deliver an experience that moves from mere information.

Sleeping and waking, the notion of being lost, of having wandered out of the right life, kept turning up in different guises. She imagined mirrors in which she could not find herself.

One layer off from the deepest is a cartoon.

It's very simple why kids are crazy about dinosaurs -- dinosaurs are nature's Special Effects. They are the only real dragons. Kids love dragons. It's not just being weirdly shaped and being able to eat Buicks. It's that they are real.

Dreaming is an advanced evolutionary exercise, a way the brain can go on an extended journey into that other reality.

Yau proposed another round, then asked: 'Is it true that to the west of the Khalif's domain there live white-skinned people, with blue eyes and yellow hair?' 'There can't be men like that!' Chiao Tai protested. 'Must be ghosts or devils!'(49)

romantic ambitions, there wasn't even such a place for her

Why should the Mass of Sainte Cécile bend my thoughts wandering among caverns whose walls blaze with ragged masses of virgin silver? What was it in the roar and turmoil of Broadway at six o'clock that flashed before my eyes the picture of a still Breton forest where sunlight filtered through spring foliage and Sylvia bent, half curiously, half tenderly, over a small green lizard, murmuring: "To think that this also is a little ward of God!

Wings," she murmured, "oh, yes—to fly away with when he's tired of his play. Of course it was a man who conceived the idea of wings, otherwise Cupid would have been insupportable.

There was no real hearse. That was a soft-shell crab dream." She smiled faintly.