I have seafoam in my veins, I understand the language of waves.
The ear disapproves but tolerates certain musical pieces; transfer them into the domain of our nose, and we will be forced to flee.
I succeeded in bewitching a fair number and in being intoxicated with my mistakes.
Not only should you not accept a prize. You should not try to deserve one either.
The composer opens the cage door for arithmetic, the draftsman gives geometry its freedom.
How our old friend [Michelangelo] of the Sistine would have loved to photograph his workers, perched on the fragile planks. Dali was right to say Leonardo only worked from photographs.