“The more the marbles wastes, the more the statue grows.” — Michelangelo

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

It is well with me only when I have a chisel in my hand.

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.