Quotes About Inspiration

Arise from out the dewy grass! Night is worn, And the morn Rises from the slumberous mass. Turn away no more; Why wilt thou turn away? The starry floor, The watery shore, Are given thee till the break of day.

I sometimes try to be miserable that I may do more work, but find it is a foolish experiment. Happinesses have wings and wheels; miseries are leaden legged, and their whole employment is to clip the wings and to take off the wheels of our chariots. We determine, therefore, to be happy and do all we can, tho' not all that we would. - Letter to William Hayley, 26th November 1800

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And did those feet in ancient time, Walk upon Englands mountains green: And was the holy Lamb of God, On Englands pleasant pastures seen! And did the Countenance Divine, Shine forth upon our clouded hills? And was Jerusalem builded here, Among these dark Satanic Mills?

art can never exist without naked beauty displayed

Praise is the practice of Art.

All great artists are doubters.

Charbonneau was an interesting, amusing and provocative man and I like to think he brought out the best in me, also. Even two minutes in his company provided some comment or observation that would make me laugh or make me violently disagree with him and so those two minutes of my day were well spent as a consequence.

Nicolson described the great aviator thus: 'he is and always will be not only a schoolboy hero, but a schoolboy.' It explains a great deal.

Like the button, the wheelbarrow, the spoon and the umbrella, the printed book is one of the truly great inventions of mankind - beautifully efficient and enduringly ideal. The place to acquire these wonderful objects is in a bookshop, where thousands upon thousands of varieties await you. There is no substitute for the real thing.

Cornell off to realise another impossible dream, righting more geopolitical wrongs. In a way, she thought, you had to admire someone like that. They burned brighter than ordinary mortals.

he considered further, the very ability to fantasise was a fundamental feature

A new music is a new mind.

The only realism in art is of the imagination.

It was ... a love engendering gentleness and goodness that moved me and that I saw in you

You remember I had a strong inclination all my life to be a painter. Under different circumstances I would rather have been a painter than to bother with these god-damn words. I never actually thought of myself as a poet but I knew I had to be an artist in some way.

Shoes twisted into incredible lilies.

The poet thinks with his poem...

And a church spire sketched on the sky, of sheet metal and open beams, to resemble a church spire

The man of imagination who turns to art for release and fulfilment of his baby promises contends with the sky through the layers of demoded words and shapes.

Observe the jasmine lightness of the moon.

perhaps it is all art and Barnum our one genius (in the arts) on the moral plane

Poets are dammed but they are not blind, they see with the eyes of the angels.

The same things exist, but in a different condition when energized by the imagination.