Without Minute Neatness Of Execution, The Sublime

The Soul Of Sweet Delight, Can Never Be Defiled.

Naught Can Deform The Human Race Like To The Armor's Iron Brace.

The Human Mind Cannot Go Beyond The Gift Of God, The Holy Ghost. To Suppose That Art Can Go Beyond The Finest Specimens Of Art That Are Now In The World Is Not Knowing What Art Is; It Is Being Blind To The Gifts Of The Spirit.

In Seed Time Learn, In Harvest Teach, In Winter Enjoy.

Every Man Who Is Not An Artist Is A Traitor To His Own Nature.