Imagination Quotes by George Eliot

“Before marriage she had completely mastered my imagination, for she was a secret to me; and I created the unknown thought before…

— George Eliot

The poverty of our imagination is no measure of say the world's resources. Our posterity will no doubt get fuel in ways…

— George Eliot

We are all of us imaginative in some form or other, for images are the brood of desire.

— George Eliot

Imagination is a licensed trespasser: it has no fear of dogs, but may climb over walls and peep in at windows with…

— George Eliot

The best travel is that which one can take by one's own fireside. In memory or imagination.

— George Eliot

You may try — but you can never imagine what it is to have a man's force of genius in you, and…

— George Eliot

There is nothing I should care more to do, if it were possible, than to rouse the imagination of men and women…

— George Eliot

Our instructed vagrancy, which has hardly time to linger by the hedgerows, but runs away early to the tropics, and is at…

— George Eliot

“A man vows, and yet will not east away the means of breaking his vow. Is it that he distinctly means to…

— George Eliot

“Yes, the house must be inhabited, and we will see by whom; for imagination is a licensed trespasser: it has no fear…

— George Eliot

But what we strive to gratify, though we may call it a distant hope, is an immediate desire; the future estate for…

— George Eliot

When our life is a continuous trial, the moments of respite seem only to substitute the heaviness of dread for the heaviness…

— George Eliot

So much of our early gladness vanishes utterly from our memory: we can never recall the joy with which we laid our…

— George Eliot

“Here undoubtedly lies the chief poetic energy:—in the force of imagination that pierces or exalts the solid fact, instead of floating among…

— George Eliot

It is worth repeating that powerful imagination is not false outward vision, but intense inward representation, and a creative energy constantly fed…

— George Eliot

Fancy what a game of chess would be if all the chessmen had passions and intellects, more or less small and cunning;…

— George Eliot