Quotes About Creativity

Female sexual pleasure, rightly understood, is not just about sexuality, or just about pleasure. It serves, also, as a medium of female self-knowledge and hopefulness; female creativity and courage; female focus and initiative; female bliss and transcendence; and as medium of a sensibility that feels very much like freedom. To understand the vagina properly is to realize that it is not only coextensive with the female brain, but is also, essentially, part of the female soul. — NAOMI WOLF

I could claim that all my projects are altruistic, but I don't do that. All I'm saying is this: is it really a sacrilege to do the best you can, to express yourself, to do what I do?

Und so wie meine bloße Existenz mich einst weitergetragen und mir die Kraft gegeben hatte, extreme Bergtouren zu wagen, begann ich jetzt wieder zu träumen von einem Gesamtkunstwerk. Zuletzt wieder im Alleingang. Als wäre ich dazu bestimmt vorauszugehen, den Weg festzulegen, die Welt neu zu erfinden. So habe ich einst die Ziele in der Wildnis vorgegeben. Jetzt wurde eine kulturelle Aufgabe daraus.

Perhaps the true purpose of life is simply to express ourselves as best we can. Maybe my ability to keep finding new challenges appropriate to my age is part of the happiness, the thing that keeps me young, creative, and full of life. The setbacks and the opposition I've encountered are all part of my happiness. I have grown as a result and am still able to lead a self-determined life.

Art is the accomplice of love.

It was an accident that has endowed man with intelligence. He has made use of it: he invented stupidity.

The only excuse a man has for writing is that he express himself, that he reveal to others the kind of world reflected in the mirror of his soul; his only excuse is that he be original.

That 'writers write' is meant to be self-evident. People like to say it. I find it is hardly ever true. Writers drink. Writers rant. Writers phone. Writers sleep. I have met very few writers who write at all.

She) didn't believe in resilience. She believed in imagination.

every which way, making her resemble a cross between Cruella DeVille and Medusa, she thought disgustedly. She needed a barrette, a headband, something. Inspiration struck. Lou rifled through the bridal debris until she found the item she'd been looking for: her veil. Lips pursed

He wrote very well in those days, as it happens, much better than he does now. He had absolute convictions, and style is nothing more than the absolute conviction of possessing a style.

Nunca nadie hizo jamás buena literatura con historias familiares. Regla de oro para los escritores debutantes: si escasea la imaginación, hay que ser fiel a los detalles.

Para escribir es preciso no sentirse acomodado en el mundo, es un escudo para afrontar la vida (y hablar de eso). Son

I don't want to know where Semco is headed. It doesn't unnerve me to see nothing on the company's horizon. I want Semco and its employees to ramble through their days, to use instinct, opportunity, and ingenuity to choose projects and ventures.

Advertisements with Semco's name at the top ran in several newspapers asking for résumés via e-mail. Four hundred people replied. There were no rules for narrowing down the respondents. We didn't want a list of requirements to limit our options, so the idea was to make the process highly intuitive and to follow our gut reactions.

Semco, we abolish manuals, procedures, and policies so that people are free to improvise, to soar, and to collect the moments of happiness that constitute genuine success.

Plot as such is not a major ingredient in my novels... it's often better to sail on the unconscious sea.

Stubbs may have envisaged the skeleton inside the horse, but most of us do not

I don't know where ideas come from. They come from outer space or God, if you like, or from my subconscious mind. But I never go ou self-consciously looking for a story.

I don't like straight lines: men make them.

if I can't write poetry, at least perhaps I can try to think and feel like a poet.

In order to live free and happily, you must sacrifice boredom. It is not always an easy choice.

The world is your exercise book, the pages on which you do your sums. It is not reality, though you may express reality there if you wish. You are also free to write lies, or nonsense, or to tear the pages.

Imagination is an old soul.