“It is well with me only when I have a chisel in my hand.” — Michelangelo

A beautiful thing never gives so much pain as does failing to hear and see it.

The more the marbles wastes, the more the statue grows.

Good painting is the kind that looks like sculpture.

If in my youth I had realized that the sustaining splendour of beauty of with which I was in love would one day flood back into my heart, there to ignite a flame that would torture me without end, how gladly would I have put out the light in my eyes.