Quotes About Creativity

Words are small shapes in the gorgeous chaos of the world. But they are shapes, they bring the world into focus, they corral ideas, they hone thoughts, they paint watercolors of perception.

Much of life becomes background, but it is the province of art to throw buckets of light into the shadows and make life a new again.

It's like having a head full of holes, in which the perfect repository of words have shamed themselves, he lamented.

We marry children who have grown up and still rejoice in being children, especially if we're creative. Imaginative people fidget with ideas, including the idea of a relationship. If they're wordsmiths like us, they fidget a lot in words.

Writing, which is my form of celebration and prayer, is also my form of inquiry.

Each photograph is a magic lamp rubbed by the mind.

Deep play arises in such moments of intense enjoyment, focus, control, creativity, timelessness, confidence, volition, lack of self-awareness (hence transcendence) while doing things intrinsically worthwhile, rewarding for their own sake…It feels cleansing because when acting and thinking becomes one, there is no room left for other thoughts.

Only by fumbling with countless bits of knowledge, and then ignoring most of it, does a creative mind craft something original.

Our mistakes are legion, but our talent is immeasurable.

Play is our brain's favorite way of learning

Seres tan encariñados con su libertad como los seres humanos saben cómo volver a plantear casi cualquier tema. Si hay una cosa en la que realmente nos mostramos magistrales, es en empujar los límites, inventar estrategias, encontrar caminos para rodear las verdades más impías, tomar a la vida por las solapas y sacudirla sin piedad. Es cierto que la vida tiende a devolver los golpes, pero eso nunca ha bastado para deternos.

For me, the subject of the picture is always more important than the picture.

I tend to think of the act of photographing, generally speaking, as an adventure. My favorite thing is to go where I've never been.

One thing that struck me early is that you don't put into a photograph what's going to come out. Or, vice versa, what comes out is not what you put in.

I would never choose a subject for what it means to me. I choose a subject and then what I feel about it, what it means, begins to unfold.

What moves me about...what's called technique...is that it comes from some mysterious deep place. I mean it can have something to do with the paper and the developer and all that stuff, but it comes mostly from some very deep choices somebody has made that take a long time and keep haunting them.

When people think an idea is theirs, he said later in his writings aboard Rea's Helm, they take it so much the more to heart than if they think they got it from someone else, or worse, followed a great public trend. There is nothing people want to do more than to follow great trends, and nothing they want less to seem to be doing.

Sometimes, the most brilliant and intelligent minds do not shine in standardized tests because they do not have standardized minds.

Did she really remember that day so clearly or was she making it up as she went along?

When one is nothing, one invents. It fills a void.

My genius is not so frail a thing that it cowers from the dirty fingers of newspapernen.

My study throngs with characters waiting to be written. Imaginary people, anxious for a life, who tug at my sleeve, crying, 'Me next! Go on! My turn!' I have to select. And once I have chosen, the others lie quiet for ten months or a year, until I come to the end of the story, and the clamor starts up again.

A curtain was drawn back in every man's inner theater and their storytelling minds got to work.

They are more real than the books on the shelves, books that are sketched with the barest hint of a line here and there, fading in places to a ghostly nothingness. Why recall the picture now, you must be wondering. The reason I remember it so well is that it seems to be an image of the way I have lived my own life. I have closed my study door on the world and shut myself away with people of my imagination.