God and the imagination are one.

The candle aimed its spark of light at heaven, like an artist who consumes himself to become divine.

Imagination is a very high sort of seeing.

Imagination is the voice of daring. If there is anything godlike about God, it is that. He dared to imagine everything

Imagination, at the very least, brings us joy; at the very most, it empowers us to suspend disbelief and chase the impossible.

Heaven: the Coney Island of the Christian imagination.

Imagination! lifting up itself
Before the eye and progress of my Song
Like and unfather'd vapour; here that Power
In all the might of its endowments, came
Athwart me; I was lost as in a cloud,
Halted without a struggle to break through,
And now recovering to my Soul I say
I recognize they glory; in such strength
Of usurpation, in such visitings
Of awful promise, when the light of sense
Goes out in flashes that have shewn to us
The invisible world, doth Greatness make abode
There harbours whether we be young or old.
Our destiny, our nature, and our home
Is with infinitude, and only there;
With hope it is, hope that can never die,
Effort, and expectation, and desire,
And something evermore about to be.

True imagination is not fanciful daydreaming; it is fire from heaven.

Imagination is the eye of the soul.

In God ’tis glory: And when men aspire,
’Tis but a spark too much of heavenly fire.

But even more heavenly than the flashing
stars are those infinite eyes which the night opens within us, and which see further even than the palest of those
innumerable hosts.

The power of imagination makes us infinite

I believe in the power of the imagination to remake the world, to release the truth within us, to hold back the night, to transcend death, to charm motorways, to ingratiate ourselves with birds, to enlist the confidences of madmen.

Imagination reveals the possibilities beyond the edges of our reality.