Nai

“What if you lose your muse?
Your mind will keep searching for an unknown palm, an empty core of clustered starry moisture, a broken harmony of a long lost song.
Your heart will trample across moments, scattered here and there hoping to smile through a blank verse, an unmade sculpture, a void cosmos walking through a violet sky.
And your soul?
That, a sparkle of a crimson sun will dance along the glitter of a fragmentary dream, and in a love that clutches you in transience of an eternity, hold your breath in a paradise of a vibrant vision, and there you will find your muse again, once again.
So what if you lose your muse?”
― Debatrayee Banerjee

“The world was made of mysteries, and I was only another riddle among the millions. I did not answer him, and though he pretended frustration, I began to see that it pleased him in some strange way. A door that did not open at his knock was a novelty in its own right, and a kind of relief as well. All the world confessed to him. He confessed to me.”
― Madeline Miller, Circe

“she is a poem
in herself...”
― Avijeet Das

“I can hear my muse whispering tenderly in my ear. There is a story that wants to be told, and I'm merely its chosen vessel.”
― Dipa Sanatani, The Merchant of Stories: A Creative Entrepreneur's Journey