A part of his mind mused as to where the other two might be.

On the other hand, he mused, some of them probably felt the same way.

All we want to do is be left alone, he mused.

You can tell what kind of man he used to be, she mused.

The old boy must be really worked up, he mused.

So much has happened to me in this place, she mused.

I thought it might have been for real, he mused.

The last line of his play said it, he mused.

It was always hard for her to ask, he mused.

The question now, he mused, is whether we can do something with it.

And for the first time, the director mused, the six of them looked as if they might be able to stand one another's company.

You can never be sure you're alone, he mused recently.

Maybe the older boy would come running after them, too, he mused.

And it was getting to be a good one, too, he mused.

Even her brother could not have done any better, she mused.

It had ever been like that between them, he mused.

How different things seem with a little light on the subject, I mused.

What would it be like, she mused, to have someone love her that way?

He was not going to see, only musing over what had happened to him.

As if there were any of those left on the river, he mused.

"Well, then, it is to see a thing on which I have sometimes mused for hours together."

The girl had a bright and pretty face, she mused.

Perhaps, I mused to myself, it was for the best.

Another mused about whether the voters might have got what they wanted.

In fact, he mused, this might be good for their training.

Where is that old muse of fire when you need her?

But the Muse said she was going to get into trouble soon.

This is the person, the woman, who I want to use as my muse.

Sleep comes to you each day, and so does the muse.

This season, the muses of the moment are real women.

She says they do, but muses that he has not any money.

For what is this that you say about the Muses?

But they had the message, and what care the Muses?

In this kind of film making, the contract is the muse.

The real story, though, is that of a woman finally finding her muse.

One role it had not played, until recently, was that of muse.

Few people today, though, would describe the old city center as a likely muse.

What sort of muse was she for these celebrated men?

The muse even moves her to take a chance or two.

Without one, you never pursue the Muse of performance at all.

That was when I began seriously thinking of him as my muse.

Then came the next best thing to the muse - a grant.

Even Muse knew we would spend the day apart, now.

The muse was very angry about it and went away.

But we who started out as the show's muses have now become its victims.

Also, she is from another land, and perhaps has not before been written into the books of the Muses.

There ought to be a place where the muses are heard.

Finally, we come to ourselves, the muses of the story.

And still the Muses cry to me all night long.

He has stated that she is his muse and they have been together for over 8 years.