Quotes About Creativity

for having cheated herself in a game of croquet she was playing against herself, for this curious child was very fond of pretending to be two people.

You may observe a Bread-and-Butterfly. Its wings are thin slices of Bread-and-butter, its body is a crust, and its head is a lump of sugar.

Look on the branch above your head,' said the Gnat, 'and there you'll find a snap-dragon-fly. Its body is made of plum-pudding, its wings of holly-leaves, and its head is a raisin burning in brandy.

Why, sometimes I've believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast.

and what is the use of a book," thought Alice "without pictures or conversations?

There will be nonsense in it!

It's all his fancy, that: he hasn't got no sorrow, you know. Come on!

on the bank, and of having nothing to do: once or twice she had peeped into the book her sister was reading, but it had no pictures or conversations in it, 'and what is the use of a book,' thought Alice 'without pictures or conversation?

Las mejores personas estan completamente locas

the only painting worth anything was done with the heart.

Sometimes I've believed more than six impossible things before breakfast.

she saw maps and pictures hung upon pegs. She took down a jar from one of the shelves as she passed;

How can one possibly pay attention to a book with no pictures in it?

Creo que si, que has perdido la cabez, estás completamente loco. Pero te diré un secreto: las mejores personas lo están. (Sombrerero).

It's all her fancy: she never executes nobody, you know.

There's nothing inherently dirty about sex, but if you try real hard and use your imagination you can overcome that.

Creativity begins in the unconscious; and its first human manifestation is the dream.

The capacity to blunder slightly is the real marvel of DNA. Without this special attribute, we would still be anaerobic bacteria and there would be no music.

It's impossible for a creative artist to be either a Puritan or a Fascist, because both are a negation of the creative urge. The only things a creative artist can be opposed to are ugliness and injustice.

But aren't many gardens beautiful because they are imperfect?...aren't the strange, new flowers that arise by mistake or misadventure as pleasing as the well-tended and planned?

You've influenced the world not because you wanted to hug it and cuddle it and call it sweet thing, but because one day you wanted to beat the crap out of somebody but you didn't. You made a painting instead.

Wanna rock you, girl, with a butterfly tunic. / No, I'm not gay, I'm just your emo enuch. / Gonna smile real shy, won't cop a feel, / 'cause I'm your virgin crush, your supersafe deal. / Let those other guys keep sexing. / You and me, we be texting / 'bout unicorns and rainbows and our perfect love. / Girl, we fit together like a hand in a glove. / Now I don't mean that nasty, tell your mum don't get mad. / I even wrote 'You're awesome' on your maxi pads.

Your mind is not a cage. It's a garden. And it requires cultivating.

Free the snow globes!