Imagination (n.) breeds doubt about God: used to inventing things that never were, we suspect even the idea of God of being one of our inventions.
Imagination (n.) of a good does not itself contain joy; it only sends the spirits to the heart, which then produces the feeling.
Imagination (n.) cannot create a truly new nature; it only makes a medley of the members of different animals.
Imagination (n.) used to learn what I am is like deliberately falling asleep so that my dreams may show me reality more clearly.
Imagination (n.) is the mind looking at its objects as present; understanding needs no such effort — which is why I can conceive a thousand-sided figure but never picture one.
Imagination (n.) is not essential to me: without it I would remain exactly the same — so it must depend on something other than the mind.
Imagination (n.) is the mind turning toward the body, as understanding is the mind turning upon itself.