However rich I may have been, I have always lived like a poor man.

No great work of art is ever finished.

The 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.

The best artist has that thought alone Which is contained within the marble shell; The sculptor's hand can only break the spell To free the figures slumbering in the stone.

If I love in thee, beloved, only what thou lovest most, do not be angry; for so one spirit is enamoured of another.

The best of artists has no conception that the marble alone does not contain within itself.

To touch is to give life.