Best 256 of Muse quotes - MyQuotes

By Anonym 20 Sep

Avijeet Das

When she laughs the world stops for a while!

By Anonym 14 Sep

Homer

Tell me, O muse, of travellers far and wide

By Anonym 18 Sep

Avijeet Das

She loved me deeply, madly and passionately. She knew no other way!

By Anonym 17 Sep

Kevin Ansbro

May the key of inspiration unlock your dungeon of creativity

By Anonym 16 Sep

Pippa Dacosta

Fighting demons is what I do; real, and those in my head.

By Anonym 17 Sep

Nithin Purple

O' melancholy,hectic chill for human soul,herewith dismal presence,any spirit does descent.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Tori Amos

I guess my husband is a muse as well.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Theocritus

Cicala to cicala is dear, and ant to ant, and hawks to hawks, but to me the muse and song.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Shirley Geok-lin Lim

I'm surrounded by men, and the muse is complaining that I have neglected her.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Roman Payne

He was no god, just an artist; and when an artist is a man, he needs a woman to create like a god.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Quentin S. Crisp

I do have a muse. I am not sure how to describe her. She can be very elusive. She was born in England but has Mediterranean ancestry.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Anuradha Bhattacharyya

I had to revise all my feelings once again. I pulled out the dregs of affection from the glass of misunderstanding to rebuild my faith. I had to reinvent the cause for love, as it were. It was something I had to draw inside me, a real portrait of her, not just the inspiration but the girl as a whole, with all her shortcomings to be able to love her again.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Pippa Dacosta

He stood in my quaint kitchen, looking somewhere between intrigued and mildly bored, the picture of sophisticated elegance in his obscenely expensive suit. Cufflinks reflected the light while his eyes captured it. Immortal. Ageless. Infinite. So toxic, he should come with a danger-of-death warning sign.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Max Elliott Slade

Change shakes us up, and we can thank our Muse for it... we are driven by change to create, to excel, and to become better humans, perhaps even more sensitive humans!

By Anonym 16 Sep

Avijeet Das

I know not what it is about you that makes me go crazy but I do know that the radiance in your eyes is more dazzling than that in all the diamonds of this world! And that the inimitable fragrance of your skin is more sublime than that of all the perfumes of this world!

By Anonym 18 Sep

Munia Khan

Starlight beats when heart twinkles Youthful sky beyond cloudy wrinkles Muse of glory to flame the night Verse inscribed as written light

By Anonym 18 Sep

Sanober Khan

some poems froth and foam and rise... out of my morning cup of mist-sweetened coffee.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Quentin S. Crisp

[My muse] feels nostalgic for Japan, and, perhaps strangely, for the pioneer days of America.

By Anonym 17 Sep

Jill Badonsky

Often the Muse will not respond to direct and logical requests. She must be lured in with the playful and gentle.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Edmund Waller

Illustrious acts high raptures do infuse, And every conqueror creates a muse.

By Anonym 20 Sep

John Geddes

...you want things to remain the same, which they never can, and so you’re wounded by your own feelings & resentful others don’t seem to care...

By Anonym 14 Sep

Stevie Smith

So I fancy my Muse says, when I wish to die, Oh no, Oh no, we are not yet friends enough, And Virtue also says: We are not yet friends enough.

By Anonym 18 Sep

Michael Bassey Johnson

The life of a writer is directed by a mad impulsive muse, that can tell them to cancel all their storyline: a creative divergent devil.

By Anonym 19 Sep

Stephen King

There is a muse, but he’s not going to come fluttering down into your writing room and scatter creative fairy-dust all over your typewriter or computer station. He lives in the ground. He’s a basement guy. You have to descend to his level, and once you get down there you have to furnish an apartment for him to live in. You have to do all the grunt labor, in other words, while the muse sits and smokes cigars and admires his bowling trophies and pretends to ignore you.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Annemarie Dapp

A hand moved gracefully over the canvas, releasing the first colorful dot onto a sea of white. Her mind traveled to a different realm, and she joined in spirit with every human being whomever dared to take that first stroke, and she knew the risks; she was willing to pay the price, because wasn’t that what the heart longed for? Whether it be by writing, painting, or music—one only needs to find the strength of courage to walk along the creative path, to search for one’s higher self, and maybe, for just a moment, to gaze into the eyes of God." ― AnneMarie Dapp, Autumn Lady

By Anonym 16 Sep

Avijeet Das

I love you till I die!

By Anonym 17 Sep

Dominic Riccitello

Masochists hold on to broken people. Artists hold on to broken memories.

By Anonym 17 Sep

Kevin Ansbro

My muse is a restless genie, a conniving devil, a wanton mistress and a fairy godmother. At times he’s Othello’s Iago, at others he’s Clarence from 'It’s a Wonderful Life'.

By Anonym 18 Sep

Avijeet Das

She said "Go ahead and ruin me!" And my pen made her into a story!

By Anonym 16 Sep

Avijeet Das

I know not what it is about you that makes me go crazy but I do know that the fragrance of your skin is more sublime than that of all the perfumes of this world!

By Anonym 13 Sep

Carole Katchen

If a muse knocked at our studio door tomorrow, how many of us would even notice?

By Anonym 18 Sep

Pippa Dacosta

Sometimes, when you sleep with the enemy, waking up is the hardest part." ~ Muse

By Anonym 17 Sep

William Shakespeare

Never durst a poet touch a pen to write Until his ink was tempered with love's sighs.

By Anonym 18 Sep

Avijeet Das

Poets write for an audience. And when the audience is soulful and sensitive to understand the nuances and subtleties of poetry then writing and reading the lines of your poetry becomes a pleasure!

By Anonym 15 Sep

Barbara Tuchman

To a historian libraries are food, shelter, and even muse.

By Anonym 18 Sep

Pippa Dacosta

Speaking Akil’s name around Stefan felt like throwing gasoline on a bushfire." ~ Muse

By Anonym 20 Sep

Avijeet Das

You are the rainbow that adds color to my gray skies.

By Anonym 20 Sep

Avijeet Das

You resting your head tenderly on my shoulders while we sit below the old Oak tree. And we smile at each other and gaze lovingly at the fascinating sunset over the hills. This moment makes me feel completely alive as if we have reached not just cloud nine or ten but also cloud infinity!

By Anonym 17 Sep

Earl M. Coleman

Muse’s creations are predominately lyrical often resulting in poetic sonnets and fairytale like art.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Pippa Dacosta

If there are princes involved, you should stay out of their way.” Jerry’s smile softened his hard-as-nails persona. “I wish I could.” I smiled my own half-hearted smile. “Maybe they should stay outta my way?” He chuckled, the sound of his laughter soft and delicious. “Maybe.

By Anonym 19 Sep

Tamuna Tsertsvadze

We artists are often counted as awkward by people who know nothing of how it feels to have another spirit live within you - the muse... Even some artists don't understand us, the mused ones, as our muses have faces and clearly appear to us, while all they have is the inspiration and not the muse. But ancient people knew of them... They said muses were goddesses and ruled upon the arts... It is true. When a muse forms into your mind and splits your spirit in two, you are already seized by it, controlled by it, and so you are bound to serve it and create masterpieces... It is not just we who create muses. They create us too. They form us into who we are.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Kanye West

She [Kim Kardashian] was always my muse, now she's become other designers' muses.

By Anonym 18 Sep

Frank L. Desilva

She was remembering His gaze, those deep pools of blue, crystalline in nature, peering deep into her soul. She remembered the first night she had looked into that darkness – no, into that light in his eyes – they were level and straight, kind and compassionate, without any ado, Her hands in His, offerings of comfort and concern for Her station, the concern she felt for those close to Her, each to their own heaven or hell, and the law of attraction began to build.

By Anonym 17 Sep

Garth Risk Hallberg

Once or twice, at night, he planted himself in front of the type-writer, trying to get back to the book he'd come to New York to write. It was supposed to be about America, and freedom, and the kinship of time to pain, but in order to write about these things, he'd needed experience. Well, be careful what you wish for. For now all he seemed capable of producing was a string of sentences starting, Here was William. Here was William's courage, for example. And here was William's sadness, smallness of stature, size of hands. Here was his laugh in a dark movie theater, his unpunk love of the films of Woody Allen, not for any of the obvious ways they flattered his sensibility, but for something he called their tragic sense, which he compared to Chekhov's (whom Mercer knew he had not read). Here was the way he never asked Mercer about his work; the way he never talked about his own and yet seemed to carry it with him just beneath the skin; the way his skin looked in the sodium light from outside with the light off, with clothes off, in silver rain; the way he embodied qualities Mercer wanted to have, but without ruining them by wanting to have them; the way his genius overflowed its vessel, running off into the drain; the unfinished self-portrait; the hint of some trauma in his past, like the war a shell-shocked town never talks about; his terrible taste in friends; his complete lack of discipline; the inborn incapacity for certain basic things that made you want to mother him, fuck him, give your right and left arms for him, this man-child, this skinny American; and finally his wildness, his refusal to be imaginable by anyone.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Avijeet Das

I know not what it is about you that makes me go crazy but I do know that the radiance in your eyes is more dazzling than that in all the diamonds of this world!

By Anonym 16 Sep

Emily Kirby

I get a kick out of cursing people for life on Sundays.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Michelle C. Hillstrom

Don't keep your Muse locked up in the closet. Set them free to dance across the page and what they create will be a masterpiece.

By Anonym 18 Sep

Avijeet Das

Some people are truly beautiful. The light of beauty shines through their souls. And the world gets drenched in their inimitable light of love.

By Anonym 18 Sep

Avijeet Das

Some people are too precious. Their presence brings peace and tranquility into our lives.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Stana Katic

Men should never marry their muse. It ruins the illusion.