Intelligence is the wife, imagination is the mistress, memory is the servant.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
Intelligence is really a kind of taste: taste in ideas.
Love is the triumph of imagination over intelligence.
True intelligence requires fabulous imagination.
A man likes his wife to be just clever enough to appreciate his cleverness, and just stupid enough to admire it.
Imagination is but another name for super intelligence.
To think, and to feel, constitute the two grand divisions of men of genius - the men of reasoning and the men of imagination.
I always see my wife as the clever one, as the wise one in the family.
The true sign of intelligence is not knowledge but imagination.
Aptitude found in the understanding and is often inherited. Genius coming from reason and imagination, rarely.
Neither a lofty degree of intelligence nor imagination nor both together go to the making of genius. Love, love, love, that is the soul of genius.