“One cannot always tell what it is that keeps us shut in, confines us, seems to bury us, but still one feels certain barriers, certain gates, certain walls. is all this imagination, fantasy? ….”

“One cannot always tell what it is that keeps us shut in, confines us, seems to bury us, but still one feels certain barriers, certain gates, certain walls. is all this imagination, fantasy? I do not think so. And then one asks: My God! Is it for long, is it for ever, is it for eternity? Do you know what frees one from this captivity? It is very deep serious affection. Being friends, being brothers, love, that is what opens the prison by supreme power, by some magic force.”

– Vincent Van Goch, letter to his brother, July 1880 (from Open: An autobiography by Andre Agassi)

from  https://nzwriter.wordpress.com/2012/10/05/one-cannot-always-tell-what-it-is-that-keeps-us-shut-in-confines-us-seems-to-bury-us-but-still-one-feels-certain-barriers-certain-gates-certain-walls-is-all-this-imagination-fantasy/

“Together, one mind, one life (one small step at a time), let’s see how many people (and lives) we can encourage, impact, empower, enrich, uplift and perhaps even inspire to reach their fullest potentials…and strive for and perhaps one sunny day even achieve their wildest dreams.”

“A writer’s dreams”

from www.awritersdreams.wordpress.com

“I am enough of an artist to draw freely upon my imagination. Imagination is more important than knowledge. Knowledge is limited. Imagination encircles the world.”

― Albert Einstein

“Imagination is everything. It is the preview of life’s coming attractions.”

– Albert Einstein (again)

“Yes: I am a dreamer. For a dreamer is one who can only find his way by moonlight, and his punishment is that he sees the dawn before the rest of the world.”

― Oscar Wilde, The Critic as Artist

picture from http://www.awritersdreams.wordpress.com and http://www.lifeisgodsnovel.wordpress.com

PPS

Don’t worry about the world ending today… it’s already tomorrow in scenic and tranquil ‘little’ New Zealand

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