Your Greatness Is Measured By Your Horizons.

If It Be True That Any Beautiful Thing Raises The Pure And Just Desire Of Man From Earth To God, The Eternal Fount Of All, Such I Believe My Love.

Trifles Make Perfection But Perfection Is Not A Trifle

No Thought Is Born In Me That Does Not Bear The Image Of Death.

You Must Know That I Am, Of All Men Who Were Ever Born, The Most Inclined To Love Persons. Whenever I Behold Someone Who Possesses Any Talent Or Displays Any Dexterity Of Mind, Who Can Do Or Say Something More Appropriately Than The Rest Of The World, I Am Compelled To Fall In Love With Him; And Then I Give Myself Up To Him So Entirely That I Am No Longer My Own Property, But Wholly His.

An Artist Must Have His Measuring Tools Not In The Hand, But In The Eye.