Muses Quotes

I had only to open my bedroom window, and blue air, love, and flowers entered with her”.

I keep on going with this sad and hungry and sordid, this limping and mutilated story, because after...

The boys were amazed that I could make such a poem as that out of my own head, and so was I, of cour...

When the lyrical muse sings the creative pen dances.

I will not stop singingthe Muses who set me dancing.

Women, he would say, are not Muses. Muses are Muses. To confuse one with the other is to mistake the...