The prophet engages in futuring fantasy. The prophet does not ask if the vision can be implemented, for questions of implementation are of no consequence until the vision can be imagined. The imagination must come before the implementation. Our cultu...
Cuando hablamos de la "ira" del cielo, la "agitación" del mar, la "resistencia" de los diamantes a ser tallados, la "atracción" que ejerce la Tierra sobre un asteroide cercano o la "excitación" de un átomo, de nuevo pensamos en una especie de vis...
We tend to hear much more about the splendors returned than the ships that brought them or the shipwrights. It has always been that way. Even those history books enamored of the voyages of Christopher Columbus do not tell much about the builders of t...
The staunchest conservatives advocate a range of changes which differ in specifics, rather than in number or magnitude, from the changes advocated by those considered liberal…change, as such, is simply not a controversial issue. Yet a common practi...
Certainly–and we can all agree on this, whether we are atheists, theists, panentheists–the future is doing the calling. The unborn children, our great-great-grandchildren are doing the calling. A mere seventy-five years from now they're going to ...
And it is clear to Evan, now: the difference between what is and what has been done; the present and the past. He sees that what he does and who he is isn't based on the past unless he wants it to be... No. That is the past, which has been seen diffe...
The Chancellor looked down at the paper in front of him. He cleared his throat. 'Re'lar Ambrose, are you a donkey?' Ambrose went stiff. 'No, sir,' he said. 'Are you possessed of,' he cleared his throat and read directly off the page. 'A pizzle bound ...
The word bisexual had stood out so bright and clear in my head that all else had ceased to exist. Bisexual. I had a word. I understood; it was me… a nice clear label that said it all. I didn't have to choose. I didn’t have to be not attracted to ...
This is what I believe: That I am I. That my soul is a dark forest. That my known self will never be more than a little clearing in the forest. That gods, strange gods, come forth from the forest into the clearing of my known self, and then go back. ...
Col. Jessep: Have you ever spent time in an infantry unit, son? Kaffee: No sir. Col. Jessep: Ever served in a forward area? Kaffee: No sir. Col. Jessep: Ever put your life in another man's hands, ask him to put his life in yours? Kaffee: No sir. Col....
Some things should never be said. Not out loud in clear, simple words. You talk around them. You leave gaps and blanks. You use other words and talk in curves and arcs for the worst things because you need to keep them like mist. Words are dangerous....
A totally blind process can by definition lead to anything; it can even lead to vision itself.
Visions from the gods are gifts alone for those who wander.
The power of a book lies in its power to turn a solitary act into a shared vision. As long as we have books, we are not alone.
Then I abandoned comics for fine art because I had some romantic vision of being like Vincent Van Gogh Jr.
Jazz vision for me is seeing my art in musical term. It offers me an visual expressions in an ever-changing musical palette.
Great art is the outward expression of an inner life in the artist, and this inner life will result in his personal vision of the world.
A city is not an accident but the result of coherent visions and aims.
A crafter's vision never completely survives the journey from mind to reality.
Art is a person's private vision expressed in aesthetic forms.
The eighth gift is Imagination. May it nourish your visions and dreams.
