Quotes About Creation

To potter with green, growing things, watching each day to see the dear, new sprouts come up, is like taking a hand in creation

Then I told him I was worried because I knew I ought to love God better than anything but there were things I loved better than God. He said "What things?" and I said flowers and stars and the Wind Woman and the Three Princesses and things like that. And he smiled and said "But they are just a part of God, Emily - every beautiful thing is.

Es la primera cosa que he visto que no podría ser mejorada por la imaginación.

Bóg jest w niebie i Å›wiat jest piÄ™kny.

Telling a story is like sowing a seed—you always hope to see it become a beautiful tree, with firm roots and branches that soar up in the sky. But it is a peculiar sowing, for you will never know whether your seed sprouts or dies.

The sincere reaction to making meaningful art is often speechlessness. We make art about what we cannot understand through any other method. The finished product is like a pearl, complete and beautiful, but mute about itself. The writer has given us this piece of his interior and there is frequently no explanation, nothing to be said about it. Often, the writer himself has very little idea of what he has created.

We get to play God with our stories.

I was just doodling at the typewriter

On a world built to ordered specification, there was no logical reason for such a mountain to exist. Yet every world should have at least one unclimbable mountain.

Everything starts as somebody's dream.

Because she was designed human, before Nessus made her something else. Tanj him! Do you see what he did? He created god in his own image, his own idealized image, and he got Teela Brown. She's just what any puppeteer would give his soul to be. She can't be injured. She can't even be uncomfortable, unless it's for her own benefit.

It does not disturb me to play a god, he said. It disturbs me to play a god badly.

Everything starts as somebody's daydream.

The usual heresy consists in denying the existence of a god who has created us. It is a much more interesting heresy to imagine that possibly a god has created us and then to say that there isn't the least reason for us to be impressed by that fact. And certainly not to be thankful for it.

From vine to finish. A single grape the start of it, this unlabeled bottle right here in my hand the end of it, the eight hundred grapes inside.

The only laws of matter are those that our minds must fabricate and the only laws of mind are fabricated for it by matter.

It wasn't just about shaping a block of wood into what you wanted it to be. That it was also a peeling back, to seeing what was inside the wood, what the wood had been before. It was the first step to creating something beautiful. It was the first step to making something out of nothing

Decidió darle utilidad al estambre en lugar de desperdiciarlo y rabiosamente tejió y lloró, y lloró y tejió, hasta que en la madrugada terminó la colcha y se la echó encima. De nada sirvió. Ni esa noche ni muchas otras mientras vivió logró controlar el frí

Todas las aves tomaron del fuegosu figura. El pensamiento también tiene su origen en el fuego. Las lenguas de fuego pronuncian palabras tan frías y exactas como la verdad más cálida que puedan tener los labios. Recuerda que las palabras pueden crear de nuevo el universo. Cada vez que te sientas confundida contempla el fuego y entrégale tu mente.

What is it about water that affects a person? I never see a great river or lake but I think how I would like to see a world made and watch it through all its changes.

Her favorite place to watch human behavior was a restaurant, for there she could sit quietly in the background while people interacted with food. Each glimpse of the intimate relationship between the person and the plate cried out to her. Cafeterias, tea shops, cafés, pubs, dining cars, a park at noon—anywhere people were eating was fertile ground. To be in the presence of food—appetizing, appalling, it hardly mattered—was to start creating.

Instruments of God. We are the hammer, but our Father is the carpenter. Do not thank the hammer for a carpentry job well done. Snelling, Lauraine. An Untamed Heart (Red River of the North)

It all adds up; never discount your efforts, because small efforts build big things. One word doesn't make a novel, but one word does begin a novel, and from that small beginning everything else follows. Even if it's just 'The', write something on that blank page.

Since we're made in God's image, this must be from Him, so even God must need an "atta boy," an out-loud, in-your-head "Thank you, great job on that sunset and that platypus was a brilliant fun idea." Maybe that's why we're supposed to pray the way we do, because without it God would be lonely.