Sing in the shower. Dance to the radio. Tell stories. Write a poem to a friend, even a lousy poem. Do it as well as you possibly can. You will get an enormous reward. You will have created something.
I love composing and writing music and dancing and performing and conceptualizing creatively for visual mediums. I love to create.
And that’s what innocence is. It’s simple and trusting like a child, not judgmental and committed to one narrow point of view. If you are locked into a pattern of thinking and responding, your creativity gets blocked. You miss the freshness and magic of the moment. Learn to be innocent again, and that freshness never fades.
The magic, the wonder, the mystery and the innocence of a child’s heart are the seeds of creativity that will heal the world.
Gratitude in advance is the most powerful creative force in the universe.
You’re alive. That means you have infinite potential. You can do anything, make anything, dream anything.
The one thing that you have that nobody else has is you. Your voice, your mind, your story, your vision. So write and draw and build and play and dance and live as only you can.
A book is a dream that you hold in your hands.
You get ideas from daydreaming. You get ideas from being bored. You get ideas all the time. The only difference between writers and other people is we notice when we’re doing it.
One word after another. That’s the only way that novels get written and, short of elves coming in the night and turning your jumbled notes into Chapter Nine, it’s the only way to do it. So keep on keeping on. Write another word and then another.
Be alone, that is the secret of invention; be alone, that is when ideas are born.
Imitation is the sincerest form of flattery that mediocrity can pay to greatness.
My mother said to me, ‘If you are a soldier, you will become a general. If you are a monk, you will become the Pope.’ Instead, I was a painter, and became Picasso.
I do not seek. I find.
The important thing is to create. Nothing else matters; creation is all.
Creativity springs from the yearning to be the fullness of who you are.
Dance, when you’re broken open. Dance, if you’ve torn the bandage off. Dance in the middle of the fighting. Dance in your blood. Dance when you’re perfectly free.
I love reading about history. Sometimes, I feel I was born in the wrong era. There was more creativity in the air when people were still discovering new worlds.
We’re here to make a dent in the universe. Otherwise, why even be here? We’re creating a completely new consciousness, like an artist or a poet. That’s how you have to think of this. We’re rewriting the history of human thought with what we’re doing.
Anxiety is the hand maiden of creativity.