As when, O lady mine, With chiselled touch, The stone unhewn and cold, Becomes a living mould, The more the marble wastes, The more the statue grows.
MichelangeloThe greatest danger for most of us is not that our aim is too high and we miss it, but that it is too low and we reach it.
MichelangeloThe best of artists hath no thought to show which the rough stone in its superfluous shell doth not include; to break the marble spell is all the hand that serves the brain can do.
Michelangelo