Panic is a sudden desertion of us and a going over to the enemy of our imagination.

Uttering a word is like striking a note on the keyboard of the imagination.

The conscious process is reflected in the imagination the unconscious process is expressed as karma the generation of actions divorced from thinking and alienated from feeling.

Reason respects the differences and imagination the similitudes of things.

For imagination sets the goal picture which our automatic mechanism works on. We act or fail to act not because of will as is so commonly believed but because of imagination.

The great instrument of moral good is the imagination.

Growing up I didn't have a lot of toys and personal entertainment depended on individual ingenuity and imagination - think up a story and go live it for an afternoon.

It is all very well to copy what one sees but it is far better to draw what one now only sees in one's memory. That is a transformation in which imagination collaborates with memory.

The level of our success is limited only by our imagination and no act of kindness however small is ever wasted.

When the imagination and will power are in conflict are antagonistic it is always the imagination which wins without any exception.