Gazing On Beautiful Things Acts On My

The Best Artist Has That Thought Alone Which Is Contained Within The Marble Shell; The Sculptor's Hand Can Only Break The Spell To Free The Figures Slumbering In The Stone.

Death And Love Are The Two Wings That Bear The Good Man To Heaven.

How Wrong Are Those Simpletons, Of Whom The World Is Full, Who Look More At... Color Than At The Figures Which Show Spirit And Movement.

I Feast On Wine And Bread, And Feasts They Are.

The More The Marble Wastes, The More The Statue Grows.