Even if you are divine, you don't disdain male consorts.

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

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

Art is a shadow of Divine perfection.

It is necessary to keep one's compass in one's eyes and not in the hand, for the hands execute, but the eye judges.

The sculpture is already complete within the marble block, before I start my work. It is already there, I just have to chisel away the superfluous material.

Do you know that women who are chaste remain much fresher than those who are not?