#it

My head was a desolate place and as barren as the bare hills of Le Marche. Until I began to build in it, only vultures nested there. ↗

— Lisa St Aubin de Terán

#imagination #imagination

Genius is not a possession of the limited few, but exists in some degree in everyone. Where there is natural growth, a full and free play of faculties, genius will manifest itself. ↗

— Robert Henri

#everyone #exists #faculties #few #free

The moment of writing is not an escape...it is only an insistence, through the imagination, upon human ecstasy, and a reminder that such ecstasy remains as much a birthright in this world as misery remains a condition of it. ↗

— Larry Levis

#imagination

The critic has to educate the public; the artist has to educate the critic. ↗

— Oscar Wilde

#critic #educate #public

The Fly Little Fly Thy summers play, My thoughtless hand Has brush'd away. Am not I A fly like thee? Or art not thou A man like me? For I dance And drink & sing: Till some blind hand Shall brush my wing. If thought is life And strength & breath: And the want Of thought is death; Then am I A happy fly, If I live, Or if I die ↗

— William Blake

#fragility-of-life #art

You will never make a good impression on other people until you stop thinking about what sort of impression you are making. Even in literature and art, no man who bothers about originality will ever be original: whereas if you simply try to tell the truth (without caring twopence how often it has been told before) you will, nine times out of ten, become original without ever having noticed it... Give up yourself, and you will find your real self. ↗

— C. S. Lewis

#theology #art

«Perché è così che ti frega, la vita. Ti piglia quando hai ancora l'anima addormentata e ti semina dentro un'immagine, o un odore, o un suono che poi non te lo togli più. E quella lì era la felicità. Lo scopri dopo, quand'è troppo tardi. E già sei, per sempre, un esule: a migliaia di chilometri da quell'imagine, da quel suono, da quell'odore. Alla deriva.» ↗

— Alessandro Baricco

#imagination

I have a habit of letting my imagination run away from me. It always comes back though . . . drenched with possibilities. ↗

— Valaida Fullwood

#imagination #imagine #possibilities #imagination

Wit seduces by signaling intelligence without nerdiness. ↗

— Nassim Nicholas Taleb

#autism #humor #intelligence #nerd #nerds

To a clear eye the smallest fact is a window through which the infinite may be seen. ↗

— Thomas Henry Huxley

#imagination #imagination