#imagination

The imagination needs moodling,--long, inefficient happy idling, dawdling and puttering. ↗

— Brenda Ueland

#imagination

Imagine no limitations; decide what's right and desirable before you decide what's possible. ↗

— Brian Tracy

#wisdom #imagination

Imagination is like a muscle. I found out that the more I wrote, the bigger it got. ↗

— Philip José Farmer

#writing #imagination

Writing is hard. Not as hard as not writing. Not writing is torturous, bloody, chaotic and a gruesome winless battle. A writer who writes, knows peace, lives connected to truth. Not writing is ache, betrayal, death of the soul and imagination. ↗

— Coco J. Ginger

#betrayal #death #imagination #jamie-weise #love

He thought there was no hope for him. Me? I can't imagine a world without hope. ↗

— Richelle Mead

#imagination

I am very frustrated by fear of imagination, I don’t think that’s healthy. ↗

— J.K. Rowling

#frustration #imagination #imagination

When the subject of kids first came up years ago, I'd joked that the only thing I could imagine worse than me as a mother was Clay as a father. I couldn't have been more wrong. Clay was an amazing parents. The guy who couldn't spare a few minutes to hear a mutt's side of the story could listen to his kids talk all day. The guy who couldn't sit still through a brief council meeting could spend hours building Lego castles with his kids. The guy who solved problems with his fists never even raised his voice to his children. And if sometimes Clay was a little too indulgent, a little too slow to discipline, preferring to leave that to me, I was okay with it. He supported and enforced my decisions and we presented a unified front to our children, and that was all that mattered. ↗

— Kelley Armstrong

#elena-michaels #imagination

Alas, everything that men say to one another is alike; the ideas they exchange are almost always the same, in their conversation. But inside all those isolated machines, what hidden recesses, what secret compartments! It is an entire world that each one carries within him, an unknown world that is born and dies in silence! What solitudes all these human bodies are! ↗

— Alfred de Musset

#imagination #mankind #imagination

My survival was up to me. I had nothing and I had no one. What I did have, I told myself, was my mind, my imagination, my memory, my feelings, my spirit. These were important and powerful things. ↗

— John Marsden

#imagination #memory #mind #power #spirit

Forbidden fruit is always very intriguing...though never as tasty as one imagined it would be. ↗

— Claudy Conn

#tasty #imagination