We live in a fantasy world, a world of illusion. The great task in life is to find reality.

We live in a fantasy world, a world of illusion. The great task in life is to find reality.

The dream of reason produces monsters. Imagination deserted by reason creates impossible, useless thoughts. United with reason, imagination is the read more

The dream of reason produces monsters. Imagination deserted by reason creates impossible, useless thoughts. United with reason, imagination is the mother of all art and the source of all its beauty.

The gift of fantasy has meant more to me than my talent for absorbing positive knowledge.

The gift of fantasy has meant more to me than my talent for absorbing positive knowledge.

For blocks are better cleft with wedges,
Tan tools of sharp or subtle edges,
And dullest nonsense read more

For blocks are better cleft with wedges,
Tan tools of sharp or subtle edges,
And dullest nonsense has been found
By some to be the most profound.

Pure love produces pure nonsense.

Pure love produces pure nonsense.

He killed the noble Mudjokivis.
Of the skin he made him mittens,
Made them with the fur read more

He killed the noble Mudjokivis.
Of the skin he made him mittens,
Made them with the fur side inside,
Made them with the skin side outside.
He, to get the warm side inside,
Put the inside skin side outside;
He, to get the cold side outside,
Put the warm side fur side inside.
That's why he put the fur side inside,
Why he put the skin side outside,
Why he turned them inside outside.

Fantasies are more than substitutes for unpleasant reality; they are also dress rehearsals, plans. All acts performed in the world read more

Fantasies are more than substitutes for unpleasant reality; they are also dress rehearsals, plans. All acts performed in the world begin in the imagination.

'T was brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were read more

'T was brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.

To be matter of fact about the world is to blunder into fantasy -- and dull fantasy at that, as read more

To be matter of fact about the world is to blunder into fantasy -- and dull fantasy at that, as the real world is strange and wonderful.