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"His library was a fine dark place bricked with books, so anything could happen there and always did. All you had to do was pull a book from the shelf and open it and suddenly the darkness was not so dark anymore."
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"What the future held for spirit, Emily could only imagine."
"Do you know what the best and worst thing about a book is? The author can't answer all your questions, only your imagination can."
"When you are very rational, you may not be able to dream or live in a fairy tale."
"O, then I see Queen Mab hath been with you. . . .She is the fairies' midwife, and she comesIn shape no bigger than an agate stoneOn the forefinger of an alderman,Drawn with a team of little atomiAthwart men's noses as they lie asleep."
"The words we construct, the poems we write and the songs we sing, become the love story of a stranger we have never seen."
"Music enables mind to compose things in the outer limit of logic."
"When the imagination takes over, the second hand could be the hour hand to a creator of stories."
"With astonishing wonder, I have seen the magic of life, the power of thoughts, and the beauty of imagination."
"Too many questions can cripple imagination, for how can you apply logical questions to something that is not real?"
"We are blessed with a finite life, but our imaginations are infinite."
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"From now on I hope always to stay alert, to educate myself as best I can. But lacking this, in Future I will relaxedly turn back to my secret mind to see what it has observed when I thought I was sitting this one out. We never sit anything out.We are cups, constantly and quietly being filled. The trick is, knowing how to tip ourselves over and let the beautiful stuff out."
"We are living in a time when flowers are trying to live on flowers, instead of on good rain and black loam."
"It is a lie to write in such way as to be rewarded by fame offered you by some snobbish quasi-literary groups in the intellectual gazettes."
"Then, left alone, shivering, I happened to glance up. I stood, I froze, blinking up through the drift, the drift, the silent drift of blinding snow. I saw the high hotel windows, the lights, the shadows.What's it like up there? I thought. Are fires lit? Is it warm as breath? Who are all those people? Are they drinking? Are they happy?Do they even know I'm HERE?"
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