Perchance that I might learn what pity is, That I might laugh at erring men no more.
Every block of stone has a statue inside it and it is the task of the sculptor to discover it.
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?
Do not fret, for God did not create us to abandon us.
Trifles make perfection but perfection is not a trifle
A great sculpture can roll down a hill without breaking.