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"Says, Rahula! Rahula! Face of Glory! Universe chawed and swallowed!"
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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."
"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."
"My imagination persisted in sticking horrors into the dark- so I stuck my imagination into the dark instead, and let it look out at me."
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"I tried to bring up boyfriends and sex. Her great dark eyes surveyed me with emptiness and a kind of chagrin that reached back generations and generations in her blood from not having done what was crying to be done--whatever it was, and everybody knows what it was."
"It's a sort of furtiveness. Like we were a generation of furtive. You know, with an inner knowledge there's no use flaunting on that level, the level of the 'public', a kind of beatness I mean, being right down to it, to ourselves, because we all really know where we are " and a weariness with all the forms, all the conventions of the world It's something like that. So I guess you might say we're a beat generation."
"He had become completely mad in his movements; He seemed to be doing everything at the same time. It was a shaking of the head, up and down, sideways; jerky, vigorous hands; quick walking, sitting, crossing the legs, uncrossing, getting up, rubbing the hands, rubbing his fly, hitching his pants, looking up and saying 'Am,' and sudden slitting of the eyes to see everywhere; and all the time he was grabbing me by the ribs and talking, talking."
"Why did I allow myself to be bored ever in the past and to compensate for it got high or drunk or rages or all the tricks people have because they want anything but serene understanding of just what there is, which is after all so much."
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