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Imagination shapes us

" Let us suppose floods wash through our cities, the seas rise ...but the storyteller will be there, for it is our imaginations which shape us, keep us, create us - for good and for ill. It is our stories that will recreate us, when we are torn, hurt, even destroyed. It is the storyteller, the dream-maker, the myth-maker, that is our phoenix, that represents us at our best, and at our most creative. " (Doris Lessing - speech accepting the 2007 Nobel Prize for Literature)

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