To say you have no choice is a failure of imagination.
The crapness of your imagination makes me want to cry.
It’s our inability to conceive those things that holds us back.
It cannot be blind luck or some imaginary relative who saves us. No, I earned that money, me.
I know everything. I have nothing but time and imagination.
Big boys know the difference between what’s real and imaginary.
Any fool can die. Living takes imagination.
Our imaginations outrun us.
