I am very frustrated by fear of imagination, I don’t think that’s healthy.
J.K. RowlingMots clés fear imagination frustration
Adventure is not outside man; it is within.
George EliotMots clés wisdom imagination adventure intellect
Please, touch me, I pray.
Jess C. ScottMots clés humor individuality wisdom imagination life truth honesty friendship love reality passion music romance sex humour relationships self funny lust novel girl desire young-adult young lust-for-life hip-hop young-adult-literature young-adult-fiction young-adult-novels young-adults
It is just my imagination that flies,
While she is wrapped up in her bedsheets
like a nest.
Mots clés imagination animals dreams flying owl
I fix the cramped, lined pages
with my curious stare. How do you
come to exist?
Mots clés imagination writing dreams writer insomnia
Where is my oasis? Too far from
here for me to crawl with these
dead legs, refusing to co-operate
Hands and fingers clawing uselessly
through the grains of sand...
Mots clés imagination poetry struggle desert
[novan]: bassists are very good with their fingers
[novan]: and some of us sing backup vocals, so that means we're good with our mouths too...
(~ IM chat with Novan Chang, 18, bassist)
Mots clés humor individuality wisdom imagination life truth honesty friendship sexuality love reality passion music romance youth sex humour technology literature relationships self funny lust emotion media sex-appeal culture novel body girl desire boy lustful young cool lust-for-life musician hot chat new-media sexy contemporary-fiction contemporary-literature contemporary-society chatting asian asians bassist instant
Thought is the greatest of pleasures —pleasure itself is only imagination—have you ever enjoyed anything more than your dreams?
Gustave FlaubertMots clés imagination dreams
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.
F. Scott FitzgeraldMots clés fear imagination
A lost bird appeared in the court and was half an hour jumping around between the spikenard. It sang a progressive note, rising an octave at a time, until it became so acute that it was necessary to imagine it.
Gabriel García MárquezMots clés imagination bird surreal
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