The hand that follows intellect can achieve.

Love is a beautiful image Imagined or seen within the heart, The friend of virtue and gentility.

It is therefore indisputable that the limbs of architecture are derived from the limbs of man.

Already at sixteen, my mind was a battlefield: my love of pagan beauty, the male nude, at war with my religious faith. A polarity of themes and forms: one spiritual, the other earthly.

A man paints with his brains and not with his hands.

I criticise by creation, not by finding fault.

I live and love in God's peculiar light.