Imagination, the traitor of the mind, has taken my solitude and slain it.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
Imagination is the eye of the soul.
My imagination makes me human and makes me a fool; it gives me all the world, and exiles me from it.
Imagination is an instrument of survival.
Experience teaches that when the will and imagination are in conflict, the imagination usually wins. What we imagine may defeat our reason and make us slaves to what we taste, see, hear, smell, and feel in the mind's eye. The body is indeed the servant of the mind.
Imagination is the air of mind.
Death is the tyrant of the imagination.
That's why I love being a writer. My imagination can take me places I may never see except in my mind's eye.
The best thinking has been done in solitude. The worst has been done in turmoil.
When the imagination and will power are in conflict, are antagonistic, it is always the imagination which wins, without any exception.
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.