Quotes About Creativity

When the bright angel dominates, out comes a great work of art, a Michelangelo David or a Beethoven symphony.

I was just learning to play guitar when Tracy Chapman came out. She wrote these songs, she played them by herself and I so admired her for that.

How does a copy become more than a copy? Is art the creation of something new and original, or simply the continuous enlargement, or the distillation, of an observation that came before

Without the musician, all life would be loneliness.

How does a copy become more than a copy? Is art the creation of something new and original, or simply the continuous enlargement, or the distillation, of an observation that came before? What answer would my father give?

When acquaintances met him on the road, Wen said he couln't stop to discuss the Communists or Nationalists, Stalin, Truman or the weather, because he was composing a six-character eight line regulated verse in his head, and any variation in his path wuld push the words out of order. It was a lie. In fact, he was empty of poetry a d afraid of words.

There was Glenn Gould hunched over the piano, wearing a dark suit, hearing patterns far beyond the range of what most of us are given to perceive,

Books have a world all their own

Many leading educators and psychologists believe that it is the ability to ask good questions that characterizes both intelligence and creativity.

Kids start out meeting the world with wonder. It is our job to make sure that they don't lose their inborn curiosity, imagination, and creativity.

Creativity is the language of childhood and we don't want to miss a word.

And it is unstructured play that provides the greatest opportunities for kids to be curious, creative, spontaneous, and collaborative.

Educational projects like Odyssey of the Mind are a terrific example of how to encourage creative problem solving in kids. Do talk to your child's school about bringing this type of program into the classroom.

And perhaps you should get some new stories, so I don't fucking kill myself of boredom.

It was a trick of his, to set a sentence out like a plate on a table and see what you would put on it. But he surprised me by continuing.

It was easy to see how such lovely things might become songs.

It was a trick of his, to set a sentence out like a plate on a table and see what you would put on it.

He was no storyteller, as he had said, but that made it more enjoyable somehow, watching his serious face as he described flying horses and golden apples.

Daedalus did not long outlive his son. His limbs turned gray and nerveless, and all his strength was transmuted into smoke. I had no right to claim him, I knew it. But in a solitary life, there are rare moments when another soul dips near yours, as stars once a year brush the earth. Such a constellation was he to me.

I had painted his history in bright, bold colours and he had fallen in love with my art. And now it was too late to go back and change it.

When sculptors shape their stone, they shape it after him.

I would not go on anymore weaving my cloths by day and unravelling them again at night, making nothing.

I felt him looking at me, admiring his work. He had not carved me like this, but he was imagining doing it. A beautiful statue, named The Supplicant.