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“Creators start at the end. First they have an idea of what they want to create. Sometimes this is idea is general, and sometimes it is specific. Before you can create what you want you want to create, you must know what you are after, what you want to bring into being.”

“Creators understand that their emotions are not necessarily a sign of the circumstances. They understand that in desperate circumstances they may experience joy, and in jubilant circumstances they may feel regret. They know that any emotion will change. But because emotions are not the centerpiece of their lives, they do not pander to them. They create what they create, not in reaction to their emotions but independent of them. On days filled with the depths of despair, they can create. On days filled with the heights of joy, they can create.”

“Creators, makers of the new, can never become obsolete, for in the arts there is no correct answer. The story of discoverers could be told in simple chronological order, since the latest science replaces what went before. But the arts are another story- a story of infinite addition. We must find order in the random flexings of the imagination.”

“Creatures are cups. The sciences and the arts and all branches of knowledge are inscriptions around the outside of the cups. When a cup shatters, the writing can no longer be read. The wine's the thing! The wine that's held in the mold of these physical cups. Drink the wine and know what lasts and what to love. The man who truly asks must be sure of two things: One, that he's mistaken in what he's doing or thinking now. And two, that there is a wisdom he doesn't know yet. Asking is half of knowing.”

“Creatures are not born with desires unless satisfaction for those desires exists. A baby feels hunger: well, there is such a thing as food. A duckling wants to swim: well, there is such a thing as water. Men feel sexual desire: well, there is such a thing as sex. If I find in myself a desire which no experience in this world can satisfy, the most probable explanation is that I was made for another world. If none of my earthly pleasures satisfy it, that does not prove that the universe is a fraud. Probably earthly pleasures were never meant to satisfy it, but only to arouse it, to suggest the real thing. If that is so, I must take care, on the one hand, never to despise, or be unthankful for, these earthly blessings, and on the other, never to mistake them for the something else of which they are only a kind of copy, or echo, or mirage. I must keep alive in myself the desire for my true country, which I shall not find until after death; I must never let it get snowed under or turned aside; I must make it the main object of life to press on to that other country and to help others do the same.”

“Creatures are not born with desires unless satisfaction for those desires exists. A baby feels hunger: well, there is such a thing as food. A duckling wants to swim: well, there is such a thing as water...If I find in myself a desire, which no experience in this world can satisfy, the most probable explanation is that I was made for another world.”

“Creatures at large GOD claims as his own peculiar property. All the Beasts of the Forest are Mine, faith the Mighty GOD, and so are the CATTLE upon a thousand Hills; I know all the FOWLS upon the Mountains, and the Wild BEASTS of the Field are in My Sight. With regard to these Creatures, He requires not our care or attention. He does not expect that we should concern or trouble ourselves about them. The Duty of Men concerning Animals that are wild by nature, lies in a very narrow compass - Let them alone. Being GOD's property, and in his fight, GOD will provide for them. And it is not enough for us, that we invade not their providence, but leave them unmolested and at liberty to perform the tasks, and answer the ends, for which GOD was pleased to create them.”

“Creatures, I give you yourselves," said the strong, happy voice of Aslan. "I give to you forever this land of Narnia. I give you the woods, the fruits, the rivers. I give you the stars and I give you myself. The Dumb Beasts whom I have not chosen are yours also. Treat them gently and cherish them but do not go back to their ways lest you cease to be Talking Beasts. For out of them you were taken and into them you can return. Do not so.”

“Creatures of the Darkness BY VICKI JORDAN It was world of vampires and demons, where innocence was rare and so were the living. It was a world of darkness, where light had been outlawed and nightfall had swallowed us whole. An epic war had been fought, and the creatures of the dark had finally prevailed over the promoters of the light. Finally, for the first time in existence, the people of the shadows could come out and freely walk among one another in the rays of the dying sun, which had once been used to shun them away. A little girl, a child of the light, had survived the battle and crawled out from under the ashes of the destruction. She looked around at her altered world in dismay and confronted a vampire about the changes, of which she did not approve. “Why did you turn my world into a world of night, and make wrong into a new form of right? How could you make all the light disappear, and with it everyone I once loved so dear? Why are the shadows now the new sun, and why is everything lost what you have won?” The vampire looked down at the little girl with amusement and delight. “Because, little girl, this is the real world you see, where there’s no light to shine on false identities. We didn’t destroy the world just to scare; we simply uncovered what was already there. What has come out was all the darkness that was once hidden within, and you’ll soon meet the darkness in you once my fangs pierce your skin.” We are our own greatest fears…..”

“Creatures other than humans might also be poets; they could have been communicating in poetry among themselves. However, they do not and cannot write. To write, one must possess a written language and the ability to express thoughts in written form. Therefore, those of us who have a written language must make an effort to put our thoughts into writing.”

“Crecer consistió en ir entendiendo los motivos por los que mi madre casi siempre estaba seria y triste. El principal de ellos era sencillo, sencillo y apabullante: estaba cansada. No cansada metafóricamente, no cansada del mundo y sus problemas, de la incomprensión o de las peleas. No. Estaba literalmente cansada, físicamente cansada. Reventada de tanto currar, como una yegua siempre exhausta al final de una carrera que no se acaba nunca. El agotamiento de la supervivencia no deja espacio a todo lo demás.”

“Cred că se face confuzie între termenul experiență și traumă. Experiența te face un om mai bogat, trauma nu. O persoană, fie că e bărbat sau femeie, dacă nu are dorința firească și naturală de a explora, de a cunoaște, de a experimenta, e bolnavă. Dacă nu e bolnavă, mai rămâne posibilitatea că trăiește într-un mediu nepotrivit, iar expunerea la mediul nesănătos o poate afecta. Nu poți sa te închizi în casă, să te sigilezi de lume și să pretinzi că ești sănătos pentru a te feri de ce se întâmplă în afara casei.”

“Cred că te înșeli și am convingerea că lucrurile pe care nu le-am făcut ne definesc la fel de precis ca lucrurile pe care am ales să le facem. Cred, de asemenea, că nu este o coincidență că ne aflăm într-un anumit moment în fața unei uși, chiar dacă nu o deschidem niciodată. Ușile pe care nu le deschidem sunt la fel de importante ca și cele prin care alegem să pășim. Oamenii sunt tentați să uite și, când vine vremea socotelii, nimeni nu numără ușile rămase închise, ci doar pe cele câteva pe care le-am închis.”

“Credeai că eşti stăpânul lumii, ţinând globul în palmă, cu muşchii abia tresărind? Te-ai înşelat şi te-ai năruit în ţărână cu toată voinicia ta. Şi uite, lumea merge mai departe fără tine, aşa cum va merge întotdeauna, fără a se sinchisi de nimeni şi de nimic, soarele răsare la fel cum face de milioane de ani şi milioane de ani, şi toată această mecanică se repetă regulat şi tăcut, până în vecii vecilor.”

“Credeam ca vrea sa calatoreasca, dar imi spune adevaruri pe care le stiu deja, ca nu e nevoie sa plece de pe insula ca sa vada lumea, ca are destule mari si orase in minte. Daca e asa, daca toti le avem, atunci poate ca lumea aceasta, luna si stelele sunt si ele plasmuiri ale mintii, insa ale unei minti cu o deschidere mai larga decat a noastra. Chiar daca cineva ma gandeste, sunt liber sa fac ce vreau. Nu poate fi precum sahul universul acesta care parca s-a gandit la toate, ci mai degraba ca un teatru cu decoruri miscatoare, unde putem trece si prin pereti, daca vrem, dar nu o facem. Caci ramanem fideli propriului sentiment al dramaticului.” (pag 148)”