“Literature as a whole is not an aggregate of exhibits with red and blue ribbons attached to them, like a cat-show, but the range of articulate human imagination as it extends from the height of imaginative heaven to the depth of imaginative hell.”
“I should like the fields tinged with red, the rivers yellow and the trees painted blue. Nature has no imagination.”
“The world of literature is a world where there is no reality except that of the human imagination.”
“I realised the amazing power of literature and of the human imagination generally: to make the dead live and to stop the living from dying.”
“The highway of human possibility extends on forever into unknown territories, which have not yet been imagined.”
“True imagination is not fanciful daydreaming; it is fire from heaven. ”