If politics is the art of the possible, research is surely the
art of the soluble. Both are immensely read more

If politics is the art of the possible, research is surely the
art of the soluble. Both are immensely practical-minded affairs.

I am enough of an artist to draw freely upon my imagination.
Imagination is more important than knowledge. Knowledge read more

I am enough of an artist to draw freely upon my imagination.
Imagination is more important than knowledge. Knowledge is
limited. Imagination encircles the world.

I believe that imagination is stronger than knowledge - myth is more potent than history - dreams are more powerful read more

I believe that imagination is stronger than knowledge - myth is more potent than history - dreams are more powerful than facts - hope always triumphs over experience - laughter is the cure for grief - love is stronger than death

The quality of the imagination is to flow and not to freeze

The quality of the imagination is to flow and not to freeze

Science is a way of thinking much more than it is a body of knowledge.

Science is a way of thinking much more than it is a body of knowledge.

You see things; and you say, 'Why?' But I dream things that never were; and I say, 'Why not?'

You see things; and you say, 'Why?' But I dream things that never were; and I say, 'Why not?'

Reality leaves a lot to the imagination.

Reality leaves a lot to the imagination.

Imagination has given us the steam engine, the telephone, the talking-machine, and the automobile, for these things had to be read more

Imagination has given us the steam engine, the telephone, the talking-machine, and the automobile, for these things had to be dreamed of before they became realities. So I believe that dreams - daydreams, you know, with your eyes wide open and your brain machinery whizzing-are likely to lead to the betterment of the world. The imaginative child will become the imaginative man or woman most apt to invent, and therefore to foster, civilization.

O star-eyed Science, hast thou wander'd there,
To waft us home the message of despair?

O star-eyed Science, hast thou wander'd there,
To waft us home the message of despair?