The hand that follows intellect can achieve.

Heaven-born, the soul a heavenward course must hold; beyond the world she soars; the wise man, I affirm, can find no rest in that which perishes, nor will he lend his heart to ought that doth time depend

I saw the angel in the marble and carved until I set him free.

I criticise by creation, not by finding fault.

Is it any wonder, since, when near the fire, I was melted and burned, if now that it's extinguished outside me, it besets and consumes me inside, and bit by bit reduces me to ashes?

Do not be concerned that you might set a target too high and fail. Be concerned that you will set it too low and succeed.

A beautiful thing never gives so much pain as does failing to hear and see it.