And, as I have said, it's made me think twice about the imagination. If the spirits aren't external, how astonishing the mediums become! Victor Hugo said of his voices that they were like his own mental powers multiplied by five.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
I'm only interested in fiction that in some way or other voices the very imagination which is conceiving it.
I really think there are spirits in a place that you have to accommodate.
I am well aware that many will say that no one can possibly speak with spirits and angels so long as he lives in the body; and many will say that it is all fancy, others that I relate such things in order to gain credence, and others will make other objections.
The imagination imitates. It is the critical spirit that creates.
Great spirits have always encountered violent opposition from mediocre minds.
I cannot but think that it would be a great step if mankind could familiarise themselves with the idea that they are spirits incorporated for a time in the flesh re spirits incorporated for a time in the flesh.
It is precisely as though I were possessed by some other spirit when I enter on a new task of acting, as though something within me presses a switch and my own consciousness merges into some other, greater, more vital being.
The artist alone sees spirits. But after he has told of their appearing to him, everybody sees them.
I think every fiction writer, to a certain extent, is a schizophrenic and able to have two or three or five voices in his or her body. We seek, through our profession, to get those voices onto paper.
I found that it wasn't so oddball to like music and poetry and visual arts, they're kindred spirits.