Muse Quotes

The noise around us determines how we speak. And how we listen. Just as a conversation suffers in a war zone, art suffers in a culture built on noise. So does our enjoyment of it.

I don't know why my smile has become a signature pose. I think it's a nice change. I think people want to see happiness, so a smile is what can bring that. I didn't make it my trademark on purpose.

The more successful the work, the more people will step in to try to influence and manipulate the work for their own benefit.

I highly recommend getting your career established first and then having children.

My mother's English, and she always was fascinated by the desert.

I've always loved spaces and dwellings in general.

I'm lucky with my skin - it doesn't require a lot of attention, so I keep things simple. And I drink a lot of water.

Im quite competitive. Not with other models but with myself. I have to win.

the people are the biggesthorror show on earth, have been forcenturies.

(the whole world is at thethroat of the world, everybody feels angry, short-changed, cheated, everybody is despondent, disillusioned.)I welcomed shots of peace, tattered shards ofhappiness.

a life can change in a tenth ofa second.or sometimes it can take70years.

Don't you go to the movies?""Mostly just to eat popcorn in the dark.

I could never acceptlife as it was, I could never gobbledown all itspoisonsbu there were parts, tenuous magic partsopen for theasking.

Ithink that theworld should be full of cats and full of rain, that's all, justcats andrain, rain and cats, very nice, goodnight.

I can see wherecreation oftenstops while thebody still livesand oftendoes not careto.the death of lifebefore lifedies.

Every writer should know their target. Aim for the heart ~ hit that and all which follows is sheer ecstasy.

...flames moved towards himand dropped within-singed and marred his tender skin ...(the frightful plight tale)

No matter how different one looks or may seem, all are just shades in the colorful rainbow of life that loves everyone, no matter if they are short, purple, or green.

Sometimes I wish I could sneak a peek into that mind of yours and see what you’re thinking. Especially when you smile at me like that. ~ Oliver Sand

You are my favorite thing to do. ~ Oliver Sand

You are so much more than I could have ever wished for. ~ Cate Mullen

Saturated Arrogance...she rebuked those about herin darkness did she dwella pathetic historyall mortal man would tell..

Saturated Arrogance...imprisoned musescried to be freeshe took away their quillsand saiddo not bother me...

Ode to the Chamber...linger here amidst the chamberin which we embrace our lovetalk to me of sonnetsand call me turtledove...

I would write my tears, weeping out my pain - I would empty my veins for ink.

They Served...reliving memoriesthat will not diegiving their allfor you and I -friends takenlives shaken...

I cannot remember you when the rain flows down -I cannot remember youandmy heart begins to drown ...

I Cannot Remember You...engulfed in liquid amnesiaI cannot fight the tide

I'd Drown For YouI opened my heart to youA complete immersionI offered my soul to youA heavenly diversion

Do You BelieveDo you believethat I have loved yousince the dawn of time?Do you believethat we were destinedto be intertwined?...

Do You Believe...on this road of lifeon this dayI take younow husband and wife...

Solace of Silencesurreal synapsesof a melancholy dronea dream per chanceshe dared not be alone...

The Bane...where coxswain's dirtand seaman's shirtsbrushed bawdily upon her chest...

Cradle of SolitudeFor we know not why our tribulationsare given as suchour fragile formscreated from the dust...

Over the water of time I call to youIn a language I do not know.

This is a love story. It’s about the good old days, when men were men and women were women and books were books.

In 90 percent of cases, you could tell within a page or two whether the writer could write.

Publishing would be so wonderful without those wretched authors.

Ocular infidelity is unfortunately rampant in this so called "artist's world.

Give a man a proverb

A piece of art only succeeds when it's creator...possesses the belief that brings it into being

So his flunkies are what, pirates?

A Guardian is only as strong as its Muse.

Chainschains that hold me to the groundchains that keep me solidly boundchains that tether my heart to youchains that only one truth...

The Decision...I wiped my hands on my pinaforenow sullied and stainednot crisp or pressedas it had been before...

Bring Down The WallsI will bring down the wallsthat surround me today.I will no longer be kept quietMeek enough to drown today....

Depths of Friendship...under fathoms deepof dark and bitter coldan eerie oscillationreverberated brash and bold...

RebukeObstinate regressionbringing untold pathsof deep dark forebodingdepression...

Soul SisterEvoking all my inner goodnesswith bastions of timeI cradle your heartsisterly into mine...

PartingOne is strong, a child now grownThe other weak, a parent aged-The strong once feebleThe weak once mighty-Time, the infinityhas marked them...