Profusion gives pleasure up to a point; then we become squeamish.
Grandiosity lessens as work proceeds.
Realism absorbs the ideal by adding a few small imperfections. Example: it paints a few specks of mud on the white gown of the Lady in the Garden.
At sixty, I know little more about wisdom than I did at thirty, but I know a great deal more about folly.
If you are going to break a Law of Art, make the crime interesting.
I am skeptical in principle, gullible in practice.