Best 256 of Muse quotes - MyQuotes
Bugs Bunny is my muse.
Akil, humans have these wonderful little things we like to cling onto, called souls. The jury’s still out as to whether demons have them, I sincerely doubt you do." ~ Muse.
Michael Bassey Johnson
A true leader leads for the sake of love and his knowledge of the path, a bad leader redirects his followers to the path of destruction.
One must give himself completely to his art and not hold back. Throw caution to the wind. Embrace the muse. Make love to your art.
She is the fragrance of a dozen jasmines.
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!
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.
Masochists hold on to broken people. Artists hold on to broken memories.
So in all humours sportively I range; My muse is rightly of the English strain, That cannot long one fashion entertain.
Chris Van Allsburg
Following my muse has worked out pretty well so far. I can't see any reason to change the formula now.
I'm just a wretched half-blood girl caught in a storm." Akil tasted his wine and smiled. "Muse, you are the storm.
While the concept of the muse is noteworthy, the development of the muse has changed substantially in today's online world. The tables have practically turned as the artist who is responsible for creating music in today's world is now being the muse to others. They have been responsible for the creation of "fan art," a style of performance where people create new forms of media based off of existing creations. It was originally that the muse was what prompted the artist to create something new. Today it has changed to where the artist is the muse to others in society.
Everybody knows that I don't have a muse. I'm not interested in that.
In spite of its romantic frisson, the position of muse is very vague and largely thankless for the muse herself.
It ain't so easy writing about nothin
Her smile alone could light up the darkest of souls The scent of a harvest of roses Skin as soft as silk clothes Energy explosive
They believed him out of control. What they didn’t know—what nobody but me knew—was that he’d never been more in control. He knew exactly what he was doing. He was free.
Obey the muse, Liz said. She's a fickle mistress.
Sing, O muse, of the rage of Achilles, son of Peleus, that brought countless ills upon the Achaeans.
When it came down to it, she decided, she believed in a few important things. In humanity before Dogma. In religion of human kindness. In Poetry. In Sex. In being clear enough to ask for what she wanted, and detaching from ego enough to hear the answer. In the power of yoga. In being embodied. In owning her reality without apology. In embracing it all, the fuck-ups and the bliss. In the absolute necessity of dark chocolate to her continued existence. In the power of a hard swallow of whiskey to make everything clear. That most of the time we all do the very best we can. But most of all, she believed that nothing is fixed and unchanging, Not even the things she believed the most. That belief, it turns out, is the one that felt the most like freedom.
The Muses were dumb while Apollo lectured.
You came into my life like the rain to the parched desert!
The intoxication of fragrances casts its magic spell on me.
People are dying out there, and I’m not faring much better.” “Worrying about the demise of anonymous people won’t bring them back.” Pursing my lips, I planted a hand on a hip. “How very demon of you.” “Thank you.” “That wasn’t a compliment.” ~ Muse & Akil
Get off that damn chair and pull yourself together. You're supposed to be an ageless creature of chaos and all I'm getting right now is sulking city boy.
Your smile lights up the entire Universe!
Never fails. Every new book I write seems impossible, writes like I'm typing from dictation, edits like I didn't write it, and finishes like I couldn't possibly have written it.
He always thought a muse should be sex on legs.
I wish to pervade your mind and slowly discover your secrets!
I love that moment when she shyly asks me: Writer Sahab how are you?
Landmarks to the muses that inspired the music. When I could tell it was sincere without trying to prove it
some poems froth and foam and rise... out of my morning cup of mist-sweetened coffee.
She told me that she will see me in every wall, in every street, in every glass, in every person, in every wave of the sea and smile.
Michael Bassey Johnson
Musicians do not get on stage without hearing the song singing inside of them. Poets do not write as if they are jotting down a sermon, they see everything in their subconscious before presenting it to the conscious, which they later turn to readable materials. Artist do not draw and paint without painting in dream states, trance, or see an art form that others do not see. Being creative does not calls for being any supernatural entity, but in creating with the entities inside of you.
Always a frail mind,to Live,I must act this inevitable play of life:'The LIving Death',the deranging and perplexing scenes are in it! Ah!let me not exit the World's STAGE, in silence, leaving the Nature's serene music, my Muse and the Beauty of MANY Imaginary dreams.
Your gracefulness and feminine charms always so tender, you make my heart smile and wonder!
William Butler Yeats
The Muse is mute when public men Applaud a modern throne.
Often the inspiration to write music comes from the voices in your head. You’re not crazy. Just be thankful they are not making you rescue people in 20-degree weather at 2:30 in the morning in the forest.
Now the poet has to embrace his destined sadness in life,by entering into this ecstatic world of imagination to unroll the heart secrets with his muse,and to happily fulfill her musky moist dreams of Romance.
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.
...you do violence with your words if you force them - art is given - the words received, moment by moment from unseen hands - call it a Muse ...
She is a beautiful muse. She cares for me and nurtures our bond. And when she is in my life then I feel an unknown happiness and an unusual serenity. This bond has been strong for a long time by now. And I feel a victory each time when she wins in life.
One day she asked me: "Is this love?" I said: "If this is not love, then love is nothing!
I got to tell you, I think (deifying artists) was a huge error. You know, I think that allowing somebody…to believe that he or she is…the source of all divine, creative, unknowable, eternal mystery is just a smidge too much responsibility to put on one fragile, human psyche. It’s like asking somebody to swallow the sun. It just completely warps and distorts egos, and it creates all these unmanageable expectations about performance. And I think the pressure of that has been killing off our artists for the last 500 years.
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.
Starlight beats when heart twinkles Youthful sky beyond cloudy wrinkles Muse of glory to flame the night Verse inscribed as written light
If only thy eyes flutter once, the bees lose their direction and the fighting men their aim!
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
Visual tonics such as 'timed creativity' need to be introduced to refresh and refurbish the muse.
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!