Quotes About Creation

Of all that is written, I love only what a person hath written with his blood. Write with blood, and thou wilt find that blood is spirit.

Ich sage euch: man muß noch Chaos in sich haben, um einen tanzenden Stern gebären zu können.

I don't think there is a thrill that can go though the human heart like that felt by the inventor as he sees some creation of the brain unfolding to success...such emotions make a man forget food, sleep, friends, love, everything.

So astounding are the facts in this connection, that it would seem as though the Creator, himself had electrically designed this planet...

All perceptible matter comes from a primary substance, or tenuity beyond conception, filling all space, the akasha or luminiferous ether, which is acted upon by the life giving Prana or creative force, calling into existence, in never-ending cycles all things and phenomena.

The truth is that we all are one, that all of us together create god, that god is not man's ancestor, but his descendant.

Beauty always had a purpose: to be of service to life.

By believing passionately in that which doesn't exist, you create it and that which has not been sufficiently desired is what we call the non existent -

Good Lord, just think what poor old God must go through also," he said with a laugh. "He certainly got himself in hot water when he created the world. The fish screams, Don't blind me, Lord; don't let me enter the nets! The fisherman screams, Blind the fish, Lord; make him enter the nets! Which one is God supposed to listen to? Sometimes he listens to the fish, sometimes to the fisherman—and that's the way the world goes round!

the totally satisfied Mother even in her insufferable pain because she feels that something immortal has issued from her ephemeral viscera.

Every morning when he opens his eyes and observes trees, the sea, stones, a bird, he cries with wide open mouth, "What a miracle this is! What is the meaning of trees, the sea, stones, a bird?

WITH CLARITY and quiet, I look upon the world and say: All that I see, hear, taste, smell, and touch are the creations of my mind.

I didn't know. I was fully aware of what would be destroyed. I did not know what would be built out of the ruins. No one can know that with any degree of certainty, I thought. The world is tangible, solid, we live in it and are struggling with it every moment it exist. The world of the future is not yet born

I'm going to make a jug, I'm going to make a plate, I'm going to make a lamp and the devil knows what more! That's what you might call being a man: freedom! "Well?" I asked. "What about your finger?" Oh, it got in my way in the wheel. It always got plumb in the middle of things and upset my plans. So one day I seized a hatchet…

Institutional structures are legitimate insofar as they enhance the opportunity to freely inquire and create, out of inner need; otherwise, they are not.

People want to explore, we want to press our capacities to their limits, we want to appreciate what we can. But the joy of creation is something very few people get the opportunity to have in our society: artists get to have it, craftspeople have it, scientists.

I think, very plausibly, that the core principle and requirement of a fulfilled human being is the ability to inquire and create constructively, independently, without external controls.

The interpretation and use of words involves a process of free creation.

Planting a flower's like opening a book, because either way you're starting something. And your garden's your library.

There would be no children in the world if men had to bring them into it.

You start with earth and good intentions.

a movie set, Julia, is a tiny, intimate world, divorced from reality. No, immune to it." She smiled to herself. "Fantasy, however difficult the work, is its own addiction. Which is why so many of us delude ourselves into believing we've fallen desperately in love with another character in that shiny bubble—for the length of time it takes to create a film.

There's magick in cooking, Breen, as you put your intent into it, and your work, and your love as well.

Fire doesn't only destroy, Rowan. Sometimes it creates. The best of it creates, and when love's a fire, whether it's bright or a steady glow, hot or warm, it creates. It makes you better than you were without it.