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#314 Ellen Wisløff
Still, you can imagine the situation in the first few weeks with both of us constantly washing away the feel of his current mistress. We went through a lot of soap.
#799 Hanna Dahl
Granny disapproved of magic for domestic purposes, but she was annoyed. She also wanted her tea. She threw a couple of logs into the fireplace and glared at them until they burst into flame out of sheer embarrassment.
#2168 Ronald Bye
Science has taught us, against all evolved intuition, that apparently solid things like crystals and rocks are really composed almost entirely of empty space. The familiar illustration represents the nucleus of an atom as a fly in the middle of a sports stadium. The next atom is right outside the stadium. The hardest, solidest, densest rock, then, is really almost entirely empty space, broken only by tiny particles so far apart that they shouldnt count. So why do rocks look and feel solid and hard and impenetrable? I wont try to imagine how Wittgenstein might have answered that question. But, as an evolutionary biologist, I would answer it like this. Our brains have evolved to help our bodies find their way around the world on the scale at which those bodies operate. We never evolved to navigate the world of atoms. If we had, our brains probably would perceive rocks as full of empty space. Rocks feel hard and impenetrable to our hands because our hands cant penetrate them. The reason they cant penetrate them is unconnected with the sizes and separations of the particles that constitute matter. Instead, it has to do with the force fields that are associated with those widely spaced particles in solid matter. It is useful for our brains to construct notions like solidity and impenetrability, because such notions help us to navigate our bodies through a world in which objects – which we call solid – cannot occupy the same space as each other. A little comic relief at this point – from The Men who Stare at Goats by Jon Ronson:
#2197 Robert Jackson Bennett
Not too many decades ago, when a door closed on a couple getting into bed, the chapter would end. When the next chapter started, the coupling was long gone. The bedroom scene existed only in the reader’s imagination. The effect on the reader was that of the pace quickening. Here’s how the same effect can be achieved in today’s less prudish environment.
#2198 Jørgen Brekke
In my novel The Magician, there is one scene in which four rough teenagers meet with an older girl for beer and sex. That chapter ends with the girl saying, “Okay, who’s first?” The next chapter goes to a different location with other characters. The scene that the reader anticipates never happens. I was not being prudish. I did it to step up the pace. Though the book had several million readers, none ever complained about the missing scene. The point, of course, is that the more that happens in the reader’s imagination, the greater his appreciation of your story. This applies to any kind of scene.
#2714 Bergsveinn Birgisson
I dont try to imagine a personal God; it suffices to stand in awe at the structure of the world, insofar as it allows our inadequate senses to appreciate it.
#3081 Johan Harstad
Sometimes while reading Id suddenly realize the story wasnt making any sense. Then Id look at the page numbers and find that several had been torn out. IT was always toward the end of the book, after Id already invested a significant amount of time and imagination. Her way of twisting the knife, I suppose.
#3140 Lucia Berlin
He hurried to his car and set off home, hoping he was imagining things, which he had never hoped before, because he didnt approve of imagination.
#3199 Hege Storhaug
"You would be amazed how many magicians have died after being bitten by mad rabbits. Its far more common than you might think."
#3375 Britt Karin Larsen
Nothing can change [Carrie] back now from something made out of newsprint into a person. But she was, and she hurt. More than any of us probably know, she hurt. And I’m so sorry and I hope it was good for her, that prom. Until the terror began, I hope it was good and fine and wonderful and magic…
#3692 Lori Nelson Spielman
Each star system is an island in space, quarantined from its neighbors by the light-years. I can imagine creatures evolving into glimmerings of knowledge on innumerable worlds, every one of them assuming at first their puny planet and paltry few suns to be all that is. We grow up in isolation. Only slowly do we teach ourselves the Cosmos.
#3728 JF Martel
Happiness is something we can imagine but not experience. If we imagine that hell and purgatory are no longer in operation and that all human beings, every single one without exception, have been saved by God and are now enjoying celestial bliss, lacking nothing, perfectly satisfied, without pain or death, then we can imagine that their happiness is real and that the sorrows and suffering of the past have been forgotten. Such a condition can be imagined, but it has never been seen. It has never been seen.
#4965 Margaret Atwood
nunca había imaginado que la curiosidad fuera otra de las tantas celadas del amor.
#5213 Veronika Hørven Jensen
It calms me to think of blue as the color of death. I have long imagined deaths approach as the swell of a wave—a towering wall of blue. You will dream, the world tells me, has always told me. You will descend into a blue underworld, blue with hungry ghosts, Krishna blue, the blue faces of the ones the loved. They all drowned too. To take a breath of water: does the thought panic or excite you? If you are in love with red then you slit or shoot. If you are in love with blue you fill your pouch with stones good for sucking and head down to the river. Any river will do.
#5216 Veronika Hørven Jensen
Vincent van Gogh, whose depression, some say, was likely related to temporal lobe epilepsy, famously saw and painted the world in almost unbearably vivid colors. After his nearly unsuccessful attempt to take his life by shooting himself in the gut, when asked why he should not be saved, he famously replied, "The sadness will last forever." I imagine he was right.
#5311 OH Langeland
He is the void that consumes all magic, the cold that consumes all fire, the silence that consumes all speech.
#5436 Lars Saabye Christensen
My imagination longs to dash ahead and plan developments, but I have noticed that when things happen in ones imagination, they never happen in ones life.
#5627 Sarah Jio
Sin embargo, todavia le era posible ocuparse de una conversacion seria sin perder el hilo de un concierto, aunque sin llegar a los extremos magistrales de un director de orquesta aleman, grande amigo suyo en sus tiempos de Austria, que leia la partitura de Don Giovanni mientras escuchaba Tannhäuser.
#5666 Victoria Bø
“Not a bad climb,” Rand said. “As the woman on the bus said when she saw the Pacific for the first time …” “Yes?” “I imagined it would be bigger.”
#6251 Georges Simenon
"Its fear, Jack. The man deals with a huge amount of fear." "Because he got hurt?" "No, not entirely. Fear comes with imagination, its a penalty, its the price of imagination."
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