Happiness is ideal, it is the work of the imagination.

The human race is governed by its imagination.

Imagination is the real and eternal world of which this vegetable universe is but a faint shadow.

A lady's imagination is very rapid it jumps from admiration to love, from love to matrimony in a moment.

Without this playing with fantasy no creative work has ever yet come to birth. The debt we owe to the play of the imagination is incalculable.

Imagination disposes of everything it creates beauty, justice, and happiness, which are everything in this world.

Imagination was given to man to compensate him for what he isn't. A sense of humor was provided to console him for what he is.

The use of travelling is to regulate imagination by reality, and instead of thinking how things may be, to see them as they are.

The debt we owe to the play of imagination is incalculable.

Imagination is a poor matter when it has to part company with understanding.