Do not fret, for God did not create us to abandon us.
Trifles make perfection but perfection is not a trifle
The marble not yet carved can hold the form of every thought the greatest artist has.
The power of one fair face makes my love sublime, for it has weaned my heart from low desires.
No thought is born in me that does not bear the image of death.
The best of artists has no conception that the marble alone does not contain within itself.