Quote by Gaston Bachelard
Literary imagination is an aesthetic object offered by a writer to

Literary imagination is an aesthetic object offered by a writer to a lover of books. – Gaston Bachelard

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A word is a bud attempting to become a twig. How can one not dream while writing? It is the pen which dreams. The blank page gives the right to dream. – Gaston Bachelard

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If I were asked to name the chief benefit of the house, I should say: the house shelters day-dreaming, the house protects the dreamer, the house allows one to dream in peace. – Gaston Bachelard

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Im a better coach now than when I joined Celtic. The longer you stay in any job, the better you become. If you lose your drive, your enthusiasm, your imagination, that experience is no good. – Gordon Strachan

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Some of my high school teachers did remind me that I had an excellent imagination when it came to making up excuses. – David E. Kelley

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The way that a handful of corporations in Los Angeles dictate how our stories are told creates a real poverty of imagination and its a big problem. – Alex Cox

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Further, for once, I like the idea that people who think Im a constant voice for the furthering of the imagination have to see that interest in a more materialistic fashion. – Peter Sotos

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