Read the heart and not the letter for the pen cannot draw near the good intent.

After four tortured years, more than 400 over life-sized figures, I felt as old and as weary as Jeremiah. I was only 37, yet friends did not recognize the old man I had become.

Every block of stone has a statue inside it and it is the task of the sculptor to discover it.

No one has mastery, Before he is at the end, Of his art and his life.

Can't you see the angel imprisoned in the block of stone trying to get out? I am trying to free him

I am still learning. (at age 87)

What spirit is so empty and blind, that it cannot recognize the fact that the foot is more noble than the shoe, and skin more beautiful than the garment with which it is clothed?