The truly creative mind in any field is no more than this: A human creature born abnormally, inhumanly sensitive. To him… a touch is a blow, a sound is a noise, a misfortune is a tragedy, a joy is an ecstasy, a friend is a lover, a lover is a god, and failure is death. Add to this cruelly delicate organism the overpowering necessity to create, create, create — so that without the creating of music or poetry or books or buildings or something of meaning, his very breath is cut off from him. He must create, must pour out creation. By some strange, unknown, inward urgency he is not really alive unless he is creating. (Pearl S. Buck)
Creativity is an act of defiance. (Twyla Tharp)
Life beats down and crushes the soul. Art reminds you that you have one. (Stella Adler)
The inner fire is the most important thing that mankind possesses. (Edith Sodergran)
Creativity is allowing yourself to make mistakes. Art is knowing which ones to keep. (Scott Adams)
The chief enemy of creativity is good sense. (Pablo Picasso)
Chance favors the prepared mind. (Louis Pasteur)
Creativity is the greatest rebellion in existence.”
(Osho)
Creative scientists and saints expect revelation and do not fear it. Neither do children. But as we grow up and we are hurt, we learned not to trust.
(Madeleine L’Engle)
Anxiety is the handmaiden of creativity. (TS Eliot)
