Colors are the deeds/ and sufferings of light.
Blood is a very special juice.
Beauty is at once the ultimate principle and the highest aim of art.
He who is resolute conquers grief.
There is no patriotic art.
A man does not mind being blamed for his faults, and being punished for them, and he patiently suffers much for them; but he becomes impatient if he is required to give them up.