Lord Free Me Of Myself, So I

Draw, Antonio; Draw, Antonio; Draw And Don’t Waste Time.

Do Not Fret, For God Did Not Create Us To Abandon Us.

The Power Of One Fair Face Makes My Love Sublime, For It Has Weaned My Heart From Low Desires.

It Is Well With Me Only When I Have A Chisel In My Hand.

After Four Tortured Years, More Than 400 Over Life-sized Figures, I Felt As Old And As Weary As Jeremiah. I Was Only 37, Yet Friends Did Not Recognize The Old Man I Had Become.