From such a gentle thing, from such a fountain of all delight, my every pain is born.

I live and love in God's peculiar light.

Let whoever may have attained to so much as to have the power of drawing know that he holds a great treasure.

Do you know that women who are chaste remain much fresher than those who are not?

I dare affirm that any artist... who has nothing singular, eccentric, or at least reputed to be so, in his person, will never become a superior talent.

So now, from this mad passion Which made me take art for an idol and a king I have learnt the burden of error that it bore And what misfortune springs from man's desire... The world's frivolities have robbed me of the time That I was given for reflecting upon God.

Lord, grant that I may always desire more than I can accomplish.