But Can They [great Works] Get Rid

From My Rotting Body, Flowers Shall Grow And I Am In Them And That Is Eternity.

One Can Easily Tell That The Creator Of The Paintings In The Sistine Chapel Was Above All A Sculptor

Without Fear And Disease, My Life Would Be Like A Boat Without Oars.

It Is Better To Have A Good Painting With Ten Holes Than Ten Bad Paintings Without Any Holes.

My Whole Life Has Been Spent Walking By The Side Of A Bottomless Chasm, Jumping From Stone To Stone. Sometimes I Try To Leave My Narrow Path And Join The Swirling Mainstream Of Life, But I Always Find Myself Drawn Inexorably Back Towards The Chasm's Edge, And There I Shall Walk Until The Day I Finally Fall Into The Abyss.