And thou my minde aspire to higher things;_x000D_ _x000D_ Grow rich in that which never taketh rust.
Philip SidneyRead
Fool," said my muse to me. "Look in thy heart and write.
Interpretation
The quote encourages introspection for creativity.
Philip Sidney's quote emphasizes the importance of looking within oneself to find genuine inspiration for writing and artistic expression. It suggests that true creativity comes from the heart, urging individuals to tap into their emotions and innermost thoughts when creating their art.
In practice
In a writing workshop to encourage participants to explore their emotions.
And thou my minde aspire to higher things;_x000D_ _x000D_ Grow rich in that which never taketh rust.
So, then, the best of the historian is subject to the poet; for whatsoever action or faction, whatsoever counsel, policy, or war-stratagem the historian is bound to recite, that may the poet, if he list, with his imitation make his own, beautifying it both for further teaching and more delighting, as it pleaseth him; having all, from Danteβs Heaven to his Hell, under the authority of his pen.
A true knight is fuller of bravery in the midst, than in the beginning of danger.
Shallow brooks murmur most, deep and silent slide away.
If you have so earth-creeping a mind that it cannot lift itself up to look to the sky of poetry... thus much curse I must send you, in the behalf of all poets, that while you live, you live in love, and never get favour for lacking skill of a sonnet; and, when you die, your memory die from the earth for want of an epitaph.
In forming a judgment, lay your hearts void of foretaken opinions; else, whatsoever is done or said, will be measured by a wrong rule; like them who have jaundice, to whom everything appears yellow.
I've always believed that there's an amazing number of things you can do through a rock'n'roll song and that you can do serious writing in a rock song if you can somehow do it without losing the beat.
Novel-writing is, for the novelist, a game of let's pretend.
There's blood, a taste I remember. It tastes of orange popsicles, penny gumballs, red licorice, gnawed hair, dirty ice.
I think the line is where you're in the studio, you're creating. That belongs to you as an artist. Nothing should taint that. I shouldn't be thinking about what the fans want, I shouldn't be thinking about what the radio wants, what the label wants, what your manager wants, a song for the chicks, a song for the street.
Art is long, life is short; judgement difficult, opportunity transient.
The struggle of literature is in fact a struggle to escape from the confines of language; it stretches out from the utmost limits of what can be said; what stirs literature is the call and attraction of what is not in the dictionary.
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