Humans need fantasy to be human. To be the place where the falling angel meets the rising ape.
No, no! The adventures first, explanations take such a dreadful time.
If I had a world of my own, everything would be nonsense. Nothing would be what it is, because everything would be what it isn’t. And contrary wise, what is, it wouldn’t be. And what it wouldn’t be, it would. You see?
Alice came to a fork in the road. ‘Which road do I take?’ she asked. ‘Where do you want to go?’ responded the Cheshire Cat. ‘I don’t know,’ Alice answered. ‘Then,’ said the Cat, ’it doesn’t matter.
Shut your eyes and see.
The intellectual imagination! With me all or not at all. NON SERVIAM!
Never, ever, let anyone tell you what you can and can’t do. Prove the cynics wrong. Pity them for they have no imagination. The sky’s the limit. Your sky. Your limit. Now. Let’s dance.
I don’t want realism. I want magic!
We especially need imagination in science. It is not all mathematics, nor all logic, but it is somewhat beauty and poetry.
The world of reality has its limits; the world of imagination is boundless.
Suspense is like a woman. The more left to the imagination, the more the excitement.
Books and doors are the same thing. You open them, and you go through into another world.
That’s the thing about books. They let you travel without moving your feet.
The brain is wider than the sky.
It takes the same energy to think small as it does to think big. So dream big and think bigger.
You can be anything you want to be, just turn yourself into anything you think that you could ever be.
Reality is for people that lack imagination.
You can’t put a limit on anything. The more you dream, the farther you get.
You create your own reality.
Ever make mistakes in life? Let’s make them birds. Yeah, they’re birds now.