The Muse

"In a way, her strangeness, her naivete,
her craving for the other half of her
equation was the consequence of an
idle imagination. Had she paints, or clay,
or knew the discipline of the dance, or strings;
had she anything to engage her tremendous curiosity
and her gift for metaphor, she might have exchanged
the restlessness and preoccupation with whim
for an activity that provided her with all she yearned for.
And like an artist with no art form, she became dangerous."

Toni Morrison, Sula