Quotes About Creativity

There's nothing more vivid than the theater of the mind

innovation is discouraged in most bureaucracies

New capabilities emerge just by virtue of having smart people with access to state-of-the-art technology.

When times are bad is when the real entrepreneurs emerge.

Without writing, I sometimes suspect there would be no such thing as love.

If we have nothing to write about but nothing to write about, then that is what we have to write about.

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.

I observe that humans are far too possessive about their ideas, as if ideas would have no existence if they didn't think them. Well,, let me tell you, as a dog I know for sure that I am visited by ideas all the time, and I have never once thought one into existence. Humans don't understand ideas. They think their brain makes them.

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

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

Wine is bottled poetry.

For God's sake give me the young man who has brains enough to make a fool of himself!

I doodle handlebarmoustaches on the last Russian Czar.

Oh to break loose like the chinook salmon jumping and falling back, nosing up to the impossible stone and bone-crushing waterfall.... Time to grub up and junk the year's output, a dead wood of dry verse: dim confession, coy revelation, liftings, listless self-imitation, whole days when I could hardly speak, came pluming home unshaven, weak and willing to read anyone things done before and better done....

In it, he pushed the metric of typewriter spaces, and quoted from a poem, "The Catholic Bells," to show us Williams's "mature style at fifty"! This was a memorable phrase, and one that made maturity seem possible, but a long way off. I more or less memorized "The Catholic Bells," and spent months trying to console myself by detecting immaturities in whatever Williams had written before he was fifty.

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

My trouble seems [. . .] to be to bring together in me the Puritanical iron hand of constraint and the gushes of pure wildness. One can't survive or write without both but they need to come to terms.

I want to make something imagined, not recalled?

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

great poetry marches along the path that leads to abundance of life, and not to a feeble and degenerate egotism. The

Nations. These monuments are not merely pretty things, not merely valued signs of man's creative power. They are expressions of faith, and they stand for man's struggle to relate himself to his past and to his God.

don't believe I've ever been more certain than I am now that the development and understanding of man's workmanship is the fundamental need of man's spirit; or that we can never look for a healthy social body until that need, among others, is fed.