"The reason for you complaint lies, it seems to me, in the constraint which your intellect imposes upon your imagination. Here I will make an observation, and illustrate it by an allegory. Apparently, it is not good-and indeed it hinders the creative work of the mind-if the if the intellect examines too closely the ideas pouring in, as it were, at the gates."

-- Friedrich Schiller

#Lying Quotes #Ideas Quotes #Imagination Quotes

“If youâ€™re reading to find friends, youâ€™re in deep trouble.”
“Now since in so many Things they... agree, what can be more probable than that in others they agree too; and that the other Planets are as beautiful and as well stock'd with Inhabitants as the Earth? Or what shadow of Reason can there be why they should not?”

Source : Christiaan Huygens (1722). “The Celestial Worlds Discover'd, Or, Conjectures Concerning the Inhabitants, Plants and Productions of the Worlds in the Planets”, p.18
“Perhaps I could best describe my experience of doing mathematics in terms of entering a dark mansion. You go into the first room and it's dark, completely dark. You stumble around, bumping into the furniture. Gradually, you learn where each piece of furniture is. And finally, after six months or so, you find the light switch and turn it on. Suddenly, it's all illuminated and you can see exactly where you were. Then you enter the next dark room...”
“In 1945, there were more people killed, more buildings destroyed, more high explosives set off, more fires burning than before or since.”
“A wife, domestic, good, and pure, Like snail, should keep within her door; But not, like snail, with silver track, Place all her wealth upon her back.”
“I hate to date myself, but my earliest memories are Flash Gordon. I would love playing Flash Gordon in the neighborhood.”

Source : "Bruce Davison Is President Wilson in Justice League: Crisis on Two Earths". Interview with B. Alan Orange, movieweb.com. January 6, 2010.
“Today we have 1 billion users on the Net. By 2010 we will have maybe 2 billion.”
“What passes relentlessly through the years is blood, and time; all the bitterness or warmth along the way is almost incidental. Even blood gets forgotten eventually, bleached into myth which are bleached of all colour into ashes of myth.”

Source : Luke Davies (2002). “Isabelle the Navigator”, p.7, Penguin

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