Nature did all things well
A great sculpture can roll down a hill without breaking.
Dear to me is sleep: still more, being made of stone, While pain and guilt still linger here below, Blindness and numbness--these please me alone; Then do not wake me, keep your voices low.
Sculpture is made by taking away, while painting is made by adding.
Beauty is the purgation of superfluities.
The great tragedy of life is not that people set their sights too high and fail to achieve their goals but that they set their sights too low and do.