Imagination is more important than knowledge”, with due respect to Mr. Einstein, I beg to differ! “Imagination is not possible without knowledge.

We are sometimes astounded by the behavior of emotional outlaws, as they act in line with their own standards, but proceed like bulls-in-a-china-shop, create one heck of a mess in their living environment and bring about shocking disturbing dissensions, ever since their inner construction clashes with our emotional architecture. (“Disruption”).

Waves of ice cold shock swept over Theo.Mrs. Dietrich, the woman who fed him chocolate cookies every time she pulled a sliver from his finger, the woman who’d tended him through every sickness and illness he’d had, the woman he loved as much as his own mother: a war spy and traitor.Impossible!“You think your mom is a spy?” He said the words slowly, not quite believing they came from his mouth. “For Germany? That’s the most ridiculous thing I’ve ever heard.

Just start somewhere,' Dr. Marshall had said to me as I ground a banana-pineapple one to bits between my teeth. 'It doesn't have to be at the beginning.' She'd pulled her legs up, Indian-style, letting the legal pad she'd been holding drop to the floor.'I thought everything always had to start at the beginning,' I said. 'Not in this room,' she said easily. 'Go ahead, Caitlin. Just tell me one thing. It gets easier, I promise. The first thing is always the hardest.' I looked down at my hands, stained mildly red from the particularly sticky watermelon Rancher. 'Okay,' I said, reaching forward to take another one out of the bowl, just in case. She was already sitting back in her chair, readying herself for whatever glimpse I would give her into the mess I'd become. 'What was the name of Pygmalion's sister?'She blinked, twice, obviously surprised. 'Ummm,' she said, keeping her eyes on me. 'I don't know.'Rogerson did,' I told her. 'Rogerson knew everything.

For once in my life maybe I ought to actually think about taking God at His word, and in doing so to suddenly find myself riotously welcoming the rather shocking reality that Christmas is truly everything that He says it is.

If you're nice, decent, attractive, get good grades and are talented, no one wants to read about that...They want to read what's out-of-the-ordinary, the scandalous, the shocking and the tragic. They want a story; they want to be captivated and what's typical does not give them that...Unless, of course, that person ends up a victim, commits a crime or loses their minds via a love affair.

If some people came into contact with anything real they would be shocked out of their minds.

I make movies in order to make things understood, not to be shocking.

So the key is doing something that sets you apart forever in the minds of regular people.Something that matters.

There are matters in that book, said to be done by the express command of God, that are as shocking to humanity, and to every idea we have of moral justice, as any thing done by Robespierre, by Carrier, by Joseph le Bon, in France, by the English government in the East Indies, or by any other assassin in modern times. When we read in the books ascribed to Moses, Joshua, etc., that they (the Israelites) came by stealth upon whole nations of people, who, as the history itself shews, had given them no offence; that they put all those nations to the sword; that they spared neither age nor infancy; that they utterly destroyed men, women and children; that they left not a soul to breathe; expressions that are repeated over and over again in those books, and that too with exulting ferocity; are we sure these things are facts? Are we sure that the Creator of man commissioned those things to be done? Are we sure that the books that tell us so were written by his authority?