Do not fret, for God did not create us to abandon us.

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.

I am a poor man and of little worth, who is laboring in that art that God has given me in order to extend my life as long as possible.

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

Patience is eternal genius

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.

A good sculpture can be rolled downhill without breaking.