The sandy beach reminded Harold of picnics. And the thought of picnics made him hungry. So he laid out a nice simple picnic lunch. There was nothing but pie. But there were all nine kinds of pie that Harold liked best. When Harold finished his picnic there was quite a lot left. He hated to see so much delicious pie go to waste. So Harold left a very hungry moose and a deserving porcupine to finish it up. Crockett Johnson
I am certain of nothing but the holiness of the Heart's affections and the truth of the Imagination.
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John Keats
Anyone who lives within their means suffers from a lack of imagination.
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Oscar Wilde
Whether divine or human, it is precisely the imagination that fashions and recognizes the universe as meaningful, abiding, and valuable, that is to say, as real.
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William K. Mahony
Shadows only come to life in our imaginations. Unfortunately for me, I've got a very vivid imagination.
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Anthony T. Hincks
Truth is a matter of the imagination.
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