Washed Out Quotes

I discovered that my imagination came alive when I moved away from the immediate world around me.

I loved the world of imagination.

A lot of my writing is wish-fulfilment, making things the way I want them to be.

It's good to have fantasies and creative fantasies, especially.

I'm a daydreamer.

I was a great dreamer of day dreams.

The minute I forget to balance reality with the fantasy, I'm going back to Virginia.

I'm half living my life between reality and fantasy at all times.

The aspect of kind of living in your imagination and creating a more romantic vision of the world than the reality that you're given - that's definitely something I can sort of relate to.

While all the other kids were out playing ball and stuff, I used to stay in my room and imagine that there was a camera in the wall. And I used to really believe that I was putting on a television show and that it was going out to somewhere in the world.

I like fantasy. I've always been the kind of kid who likes to dream about other things I could be and exotic situations I could be in.

For me, imagination would always provide a means of escape.

I try to live instinctively. And I guess I've always enjoyed living in a fantasy world, daydreaming.

I believe in the imagination. What I cannot see is infinitely more important than what I can see.

Well, I'll say I have an incredible ability to fantasize - I really do. I don't have to have things tangible to be able to see them, and therefore I enjoy so many things, because they're in my mind.

No man's brain is so dull, and no man's eye so blind, that they cannot catch food for dreams.

Everyone needs a fantasy.

My work has always dealt with a kind of space that allows one to daydream.

I love to fantasize still, as I did as a little boy. If I see a movie, I want to fantasize about what it's all about.

I live in my imagination, so sometimes movies help me get lost. I feel like I'm in it.

I liked to pretend a lot. I thought I could be anything that I wanted.

I take a lot of enjoyment out of imagining myself as... I dunno... a wall. I keep adding bricks to my wall or little house.

I am quite a dreamer, and usually when someone tells a story, I tend to get distracted easily.

I just close my eyes and I fantasize what I would like to see.

He lost himself in the words and images conjured in his mind and for a while forgot ... He found himself flying among stars and planets.