Quotes About Muse

The Muse but serv'd to ease some friend, not wife, / To help me through this long disease, my life.

She was like a woman of Leonardo Da Vinci's, whom we love not so much for herself as for the things that she will not tell us.

She was like a woman of Leonardo da Vinci's, whom we love not so much for herself as for the things that she will not tell us.

The Muse's friend, Tea, does our fancy aid; Repress those vapors which the head invade; And keeps that palace of the soul serene....

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

What did they say about Helen of Troy? That her face launched a thousand ships? That's you, you're that beautiful. A thousand ships.

The music, once admitted to the soul, becomes also a sort of spirit, and never dies. It wanders perturbedly through the halls and galleries of the memory, and is often heard again, distinct and living as when it first displaced the wavelets of the air. Now at times, then, these phantoms of sound floated back upon her fancy; if gay, to call a smile from every dimple; if mournful, to throw a shade upon her brow, — to make her cease from her childishmirth, and sit apart and muse.

in which the muse of epic poetry, Calliope, appears to him and gives him some advice: Meantime the paths which you from earliest days did seek, Yes, and when Consul too, as mood and virtue called, These hold, and foster still your fame and good men's praise.

It's quite a pure relationship, designer and muse. I think a beautiful dress on the wrong woman could mean nothing. It has to be the right woman and the right clothes. That's why you need that personal touch.

I was only pretending to be the underpaid, duplicitous, ineffective, struggling teacher of immigrant French. The real Suzanne was the lover and muse of a brilliant artist.

I never try to convey a message, I just want to tell a story. Why that story in particular? I have no idea, but I have learned to surrender to the muse. I become obsessed with a theme or with certain stories; they haunt me for years, and finally, I write them.

The Muse visits during the act of creation, not before. Don't wait for her. Start alone.

The Muse visits during the process of creation, not before.

The 'Muse' is not an artistic mystery, but a mathematical equation. The gift are those ideas you think of as you drift to sleep. The giver is that one you think of when you first awake.

Wanderess, Wanderess, weave us a story of seduction and ruse. Heroic be the Wanderess, the world be her muse.' ...I jot this phrase of invocation in my old leather-bound notebook on a bright, cold morning at the Café **** in Paris, and with it I'm inspired to take the reader back to the time I first met and became acquainted with the girl I call The Wanderess—as well as a famous adventurer named Saul, the Son of Solarus.

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

Ô, Muse of the Heart's Passion, let me relive my Love's memory, to remember her body, so brave and so free, and the sound of my Dreameress singing to me, and the scent of my Dreameress sleeping by me, Ô, sing, sweet Muse, my soliloquy!

Wanderess, Wanderess, weave us a story of seduction and ruse. Heroic be the Wanderess, the world be her muse.

Wanderess, Wanderess, emporte-nous dans un récit de séduction et de ruse. Héroïque sera la Wanderess, le Monde sera sa Muse !

Heroic be the Wanderess, the world be her muse.

Dame Nature, as the learned show,Provides each animal its foe;Hounds hunt the hare, the wily foxDevours your geese, the wolf your flocks.Thus envy pleads a natural claim,To persecute the muse's fame,On poets in all times abusive,From Homer down to Pope inclusive.Swift'sMiscellanies.2. Containing

Some praise at morning what they blame at night,But always think the last opinion right.A muse by these is like a mistress us'd,This hour she's idoliz'd, the next abus'd.Pope'sEss. on Crit.

There is no place for grief in a house which serves the Muse.

Clio, the muse of history, is as thoroughly infected with lies as a street whore with syphilis.