However rich I may have been, I have always lived like a poor man.
Why do You Send Fools To judge My Work?
Let it be enough for you to have bread and live virtuously and poorly like Christ, as I do here. I live meanly and don't bother about life or honor ... and I live with the greatest toil and a thousand worries. It is now about 15 years since I had a happy hour.
A man paints with his brains and not with his hands.
I am still learning. (at age 87)
Can't you see the angel imprisoned in the block of stone trying to get out? I am trying to free him