A Quote by W. Somerset Maugham

Imagination grows by exercise. — © W. Somerset Maugham
Imagination grows by exercise.
Every child is born blessed with a vivid imagination. But just as a muscle grows flabby with disuse, so the bright imagination of a child pales in later years if he ceases to exercise it.
Imagination grows by exercise, and contrary to common belief, is more powerful in the mature than in the young.
The immediate future of man lies in the imagination and in seeking the dimension where the imagination can be expressed. The present cultural crisis on the surface of the planet is caused by the fact that this is not a fitting theater for the exercise of imagination. It wrecks the planet. The planet has its own Eco-systemic dynamics, which are not the dynamics of imagination.
My hair grows and grows; you cannot stop it - that fellow grows, it grows wild.
Faith grows with exercise. You see God work miracles.
Half the interest of a garden is the constant exercise of the imagination. You are always living three, or indeed six, months hence. I believe that people entirely devoid of imagination never can be really good gardeners. To be content with the present, and not striving about the future, is fatal.
Every day my love for you grows higher, deeper, wider, stronger... It grows and grows until it touches the tip of where you are and comes back to me in the loving memory of you, and my heart melts with that love and grows even more.
A bear, however hard he tries, grows tubby without exercise.
I shall discuss the broad patterns of hominoid evolution, an exercise made enjoyable by the need to integrate diverse kinds of information, and use that as a vehicle to speculate about hominoid origins, an event for which there is no recognized fossil record. Hence, an opportunity to exercise some imagination.
Creativity grows out of two things: curiosity & imagination.
Moss grows where nothing else can grow. It grows on bricks. It grows on tree bark and roofing slate. It grows in the Arctic Circle and in the balmiest tropics; it also grows on the fur of sloths, on the backs of snails, on decaying human bones. ... It is a resurrection engine. A single clump of mosses can lie dormant and dry for forty years at a stretch, and then vault back again into life with a mere soaking of water.
Let each hour of the day have its allotted duty, and cultivate that power of concentration which grows with its exercise.
Facts are the soil from which the story grows. Imagination is a last resort.
Drawing is exercise for a restless imagination.
... Art is a soaring exercise of the human imagination.
Loving our own children is an exercise for the imagination.
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