If there is some good in me, it is because I was born in the subtle atmosphere of your country of Arezzo. Along with the milk of my nurse I received the knack of handling chisel and hammer, with which I make my figures.
Lord free me of myself, so I can please you!
Death and love are the two wings that bear the good man to heaven.
Do not fret, for God did not create us to abandon us.
I cannot live under pressures from patrons, let alone paint.
I feast on wine and bread, and feasts they are.