In life beauty perishes, but not in art.

Oh! Speculators on things, boast not of knowing the things that nature ordinarily brings about; but rejoice if you know the end of those things which you yourself device.

The eye encompasses the beauty of the whole world.

I awoke, only to see that the rest of the world is still asleep.

It reflects no great honor on a painter to be able to execute only one thing well -- such as a head, an academy figure, or draperies, animals, landscapes, or the like -- in other words, confining himself to some particular object of study. This is so because there is scarcely a person so devoid of genius as to fail of success if he applies himself earnestly to one branch of study and practices it continually.

I am not poor. Poor are those who desire many things.

Being engulfed in practice without delicate knowledge related to it, is in many ways like entering a ship without knowing where it is headed.