With few words I shall make thee understand my soul.
I give my soul to God, my body to the earth, and my worldly possessions to my nearest of kin, charging them to remember the sufferings of Jesus Christ.
No one has mastery, Before he is at the end, Of his art and his life.
I feast on wine and bread, and feasts they are.
I already have a wife who is too much for me.. she is my art, and my works are my children.
As you give out, so shall you receive.