#nation

Indeed, a man is rather being thought than thinking, when a new thought arises in his mind. ↗

— George MacDonald

#thought #imagination

Imagination is pure potentiality for creation. We shouldn't submit it to the hourly wages we subject our time at work. ↗

— Carlos Roche

#career #employment #hourly-wages #imagination #job

Something more terrible than a hell where one suffers may be imagined, and that is a hell where one is bored. ↗

— Victor Hugo

#boredom #hell #imagination

We are tempted to believe that certain achievements and possessions will give us enduring satisfaction. We are invited to imagine ourselves scaling the steep cliff face of happiness in order to reach a wide, high plateau on which we will live out the rest of our lives; we are not reminded that soon after gaining the summit, we will be called down again into fresh lowlands of anxiety and desire. ↗

— Alain de Botton

#anxiety #desire #happiness #materialism #possessions

The mind is a universe, and it has the power to completely create any possibility. ↗

— Lionel Suggs

#imagination #mind #possibility #universe #imagination

If 'dead' matter has reared up this curious landscape of fiddling crickets, song sparrows, and wondering men, it must be plain even to the most devoted materialists that the matter of which he speaks contains amazing, if not dreadful, powers, and may not impossibly be, as Thomas Hardy has suggested, 'but one mask of many worn by the Great Face behind. ↗

— Loren Eiseley

#meaning #meaning-of-life #imagination

The rain thundered down so heavily that Pritam could imagine that space itself was made of water and was pouring through rents in the sky's tired fabric. ↗

— Stephen M. Irwin

#firmament #flooding #rain #storm #weather

I love to write about the outdoors, no matter where it's located: about a place that's captured my imagination and that I wish to re-create for the reader's pleasure. ↗

— Sandra Field

#imagination

The vocabulary of endearment, complaint, and abuse, provides, I think, almost the only specimens of words that are purely emotional, words from which all imaginative or conceptual content has vanished, so that they have no function at all but to express or stimulate emotion, or both. And an examination of them soon convinces us that in them we see language at its least linguistic. We have come to the frontier between language and inarticulate vocal sounds. And at that frontier we find a two-way traffic going on. ↗

— C.S. Lewis

#linguistics #words #imagination

I knew now what my earlier passion for Harry had hidden from me. That although I had bedded him as a free woman I was as bound as if I were the slave. For it was not a free choice. I had wanted him because he was the Squire, not for himself.... And it was no free choice, because I could not choose to say "No." My safety and security on the land meant I had to keep my special, costly hold on its owner. I paid him rent as surely as the tenants who came to my round rent table with their coins tied up in a scrap of cloth. When I lay on my back, or strode round the room threatening him with every imaginable, ridiculous torment, I was paying my dues. And the knowledge galled me. ↗

— Philippa Gregory

#imagination