#magi

What you are to do without me I cannot imagine. ↗

— George Bernard Shaw

#leaving #loss #love #imagination

I should like the fields tinged with red, the rivers yellow and the trees painted blue. Nature has no imagination. ↗

— Charles Baudelaire

#imagination

I hear Peeta's voice in my head. She has no idea. The effect she can have. Obviously meant to demean me. Right? But a tiny part of me wonders if this was a compliment. That he meant I was appealing in some way. It's weird, how much he's noticed me. Like the attention he's paid to my hunting. And apparently, I have not been as oblivious to him as I imagined, either. The flour. The wrestling. I have kept track of the boy with the bread. ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#peeta #the-hunger-games #imagination

if something is there, you can only see it with your eyes open, but if it isn't there, you can see it just as well with your eyes closed. That's why imaginary things are often easier to see than real ones. ↗

— Norton Juster

#fantasy #fiction #humor #illusions #imaginary

There is a space between man's imagination and man's attainment that may only be traversed by his longing. ↗

— Kahlil Gibran

#imagination

In the silence, she felt the past and the present shift and mix, but that was a mirage. There was no way to comfort the lost boy he'd been back then. But she had the grown male. She had him right in her arms, and for a brief moment of whimsy, she imagined that she was never, ever going to let him go. ↗

— J.R. Ward

#love #sadness #imagination

What does it feel like to be infected?" "I-- I can't describe it." I force the words out. Can't breathe, can't breathe, can't breathe. His skin smells like smoke from a wood fire, like soap, like heaven. I imagine tasting his skin; I imagine biting his lips. "I want to know." His words are a whisper, barely audible. "I want to know with you. ↗

— Lauren Oliver

#lena #imagination

You may think I’m small, but I have a universe inside my mind. ↗

— Yoko Ono

#ono #small #universe #world #yoko

You were dancing with Yuki and I looked at you. And you turned away and held her closer. Why did you do that? If you didn't want to hurt me, then why?" He looked away, as though he'd been slapped, but he didn't look guilty. He looked pained. "I closed my eyes," he said, his voice so low and strangled she could hardly hear him. "What?" she asked, not understanding. "Tamani held up a hand and Laurel realized he hadn't finished-he was having trouble speaking at all. "I closed my eyes," he repeated after a few shallow breaths, "and imagined she was you."He looked at her, his face open, his eyes honest, his voice a song of anguish. ↗

— Aprilynne Pike

#fiction #imagination

A society's competitive advantage will come not from how well its schools teach the multiplication and periodic tables, but from how well they stimulate imagination and creativity. ↗

— Albert Einstein

#imagination