Quotes About Creativity

As for the bracelet Mom wore to the funeral, what I did was I converted Dad's last voice message into Morse code, and I used sky-blue beads for silence, maroon beads for breaks between letters, violet beads for breaks between words, and long and short pieces of string between the beads for long and short beeps, which are actually called blips, I think, or something.

Good writers are pleasing, very good writers make you feel and think, great writers make you change.

Sadness of feeling the need to create beautiful things;

Phantasie ist die Gabe, unsichtbare Dinge zu sehen.

La Naturaleza se satisface con muy poco y que la necesidad es madre de la invención.

If a lump of soot falls into the soup and you cannot conveniently get it out, scum it well, and it will give the soup a high French taste.

Those who are more thrifty (as I must confess the times require) may flay the carcass; the skin of which, artificially dressed, will make admirable gloves for ladies, and summer boots for fine gentlemen.

Un hombre sabe tocar, otro puede hacer de un pueblo una gran ciudad, y el que no puede hacer ni una cosa ni otra merece que le echen del mundo a patadas; evitar este castigo a sido sin duda lo que ha dado lugar al nacimiento del reino de los críticos.

I desperately wish I had my tambourine with me now, because even after everything I'm still wearing heavy boots, and sometimes it helps to play a good beat

What about a teakettle? What if the spout opened and closed when the steam came out, so it would become a mouth, and it could whistle pretty melodies, or do Shakespeare, or just crack up with me? I could invent a teakettle that reads in Dad's voice, so I could fall asleep, or maybe a set of kettles that sings the chorus of Yellow Submarine, which is a song by the Beatles, who I love, because entomology is one of my raisons d'etre, which is a French expression that I know.

I see music as fluid architecture.

Writing is like painting; editing is like sculpture.  Same sensibilities, different skill set.

What sells a book sells a book, same in traditional or self-publishing. You gotta shake your tail feathers.

In vain have oceans been squandered on you, in vain the sun, wonderfully seen through Whitman's eyes. You have used up the years and they have used up you, and still, and still, you have not written the poem.

lo peor es que a veces conseguimos convencernos, y entonces nuestra vida más fresca, divertida y creativa queda postergada, y la cambiamos por el esfuerzo para llegar a cumplir las «loables metas» que no se sabe muy bien quién eligió para nosotros. Así, las metas se cumplen, pero no nos proporcionan la felicidad que esperábamos. Los logros materiales llegan, pero el aburrimiento aparece igual.

Osjedam da energija za pisanje izvire iz moje nutrine, nema boljega primjera. Uvijek sam razmišljala da, iako su slova ista, njihovo je zna?enje druk?ije ako potje?u iz duše.

Dejar atrás la identidad prestada, que entre muchos construyeron para mí, creyendo que era lo mejor, para salir a descubrir mi verdadera identidad, elástica y cambiante, siempre en proceso, que nos hace no solo únicos e irrepetibles, si no también creativos, inteligentes, humanos y potencialmente infinitos.

Writing long books is a laborious and impoverishing act of foolishness: expanding in five hundred pages an idea that could be perfectly explained in a few minutes. A better procedure is to pretend that those books already exist and to offer a summary, a commentary.

Hay quienes no pueden imaginar un mundo sin pájaros; hay quienes no pueden imaginar un mundo sin agua; en lo que a mi se refiere, soy incapaz de imaginar un mundo sin libros. There are those who cannot imagine a world without birds; there are those who cannot imagine a world without water; but in my case I am unable to imagine a world without books.

To think, analyze and invent are not anomalous acts, but the normal respiration of the intelligence.

I do not write for a select minority, which means nothing to me, nor for that adulated platonic entity known as 'The Masses'. Both abstractions, so dear to the demagogue, I disbelieve in. I write for myself and for my friends, and I write to ease the passing of time.

The task of art is to transform what is continuously happening to us, to transform all of these things into symbols, into music, into something which can last in man's memory. That is our duty. If we don't fulfill it, we feel unhappy.

It is a laborious madness and an impoverishing one, the madness of composing vast books - setting out in five hundred pages an idea that can be perfectly related orally in five minutes. The better way to go about it is to pretend that those books already exist, and offer a summary, a commentary on them. (From the Introduction of 1941's The Garden of Forking Paths)

Every man should be capable of all ideas, and I believe that in the future he will be.