Art is a jealous thing; it requires the whole and entire man.

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?

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

Beauty is the purgation of superfluities.

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.

It is therefore indisputable that the limbs of architecture are derived from the limbs of man.

If people knew how hard I worked to get my mastery, it wouldn't seem so wonderful at all.