Death and love are the two wings that bear the good man to heaven.
A good sculpture can be rolled downhill without breaking.
The idea is there locked inside. All you have to do is remove the excess stone.
I am still learning. (at age 87)
The true work of art is but a shadow of the divine perfection.
Painters are not in any way unsociable through pride, but either because they find few pursuits equal to painting, or in order not to corrupt themselves with the useless conversation of idle people, and debase the intellect from the lofty imaginations in which they are always absorbed.