"'Look, boys, it ever strike you that the world not real at all? It ever strike you that we have the only mind in the world and you just thinking up everything else? Like me here, having the only mind in the world, and thinking up you people here, thinking up the war and all the houses and the ships and them in the harbour. That ever cross your mind?'" -- from MIGUEL STREET by V. S. Naipaul
Though I read Miguel Street once, I can't get to the above passage, whose remark it's, maybe of the Pundit when he was young, adolescent. 'Thinking up' is a great verbal phrase, namely creating up I think. Namely, the projection of our innate perception that we don't get so but, rather, there so, objectively, concretely, the source of all ills.
Yet another piece:
"In the present case it took up ten minutes to determine whether the boy were most like his father or mother, and in what particular he resembled either, for of course everybody differed, and everybody was astonished at the opinion of the others." --from Sense and Sensibility by Jane Austen
But I wonder could Jane Austen have the same flight of imagination, better be couched in this way, for their being creative writers, or such intimation that it's our way of picturing and colouring. Both, especially the above, getting close to the hold of Cittamatra or Mind-Only school's ontological finding.