We work not only to produce, but to give value to time.

Cold exactitude is not art; ingenious artifice, when it pleases or when it expresses, is art itself.

Do not be troubled for a language, cultivate your soul and she will show herself.

Real beauty in the arts is eternal and would be accepted at all periods; but it wears the dress of its century: something of that dress clings to it, and woe to the works which appear in periods when the general taste is corrupted.

The outcome of my days is always the same; an infinite desire for what one never gets; a void one cannot fill; an utter yearning to produce in all ways, to battle as much as possible against time that drags us along, and the distractions that throw a veil over our soul.

We work not only to produce, but to give value to time.

Nourish yourself with grand and austere ideas of beauty that feed the soul Seek solitude.