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The world is but a canvas to our imagination.
The world is but a canvas to our imagination.
In my mind's eye, Horatio.
In my mind's eye, Horatio.
His imagination resembled the wings of an ostrich. It enabled
him to run, though not to soar.
His imagination resembled the wings of an ostrich. It enabled
him to run, though not to soar.
Thou hast the keys of Paradise, O just, subtle, and mighty opium!
Thou hast the keys of Paradise, O just, subtle, and mighty opium!
I always imagined I could be what I wanted to be.
I always imagined I could be what I wanted to be.
All the breaks you need in life wait within your imagination, Imagination is the workshop of your mind, capable of read more
All the breaks you need in life wait within your imagination, Imagination is the workshop of your mind, capable of turning mind energy into accomplishment and wealth.
When I examine myself and my methods of thought, I come close to
the conclusion that the gift of read more
When I examine myself and my methods of thought, I come close to
the conclusion that the gift of fantasy has meant more to me than
my talent for absorbing positive knowledge.
Imagination is the eye of the soul.
Imagination is the eye of the soul.
Everything that is new or uncommon raises a pleasure in the imagination, because it fills the soul with an agreeable read more
Everything that is new or uncommon raises a pleasure in the imagination, because it fills the soul with an agreeable surprise, gratifies its curiosity, and gives it an idea of which it was not before possessed.
