The promises of this world are, for the most part, vain phantoms; and to confide in one's self, and become something of worth and value is the best and safest course.

Art lives on constraint and dies of freedom.

The greatest risk to man is not that he aims to high and misses, but that he aims to low and hits.

I saw the angel in the marble and carved until I set him free.

No great work of art is ever finished.

I feast on wine and bread, and feasts they are.

Souls will never ascend to Heaven until the sight of beauty lifts them there.