Perfection is no small thing, but it is made up of small things.
A beautiful thing never gives so much pain as does failing to hear and see it.
I criticise by creation, not by finding fault.
Art is the gift of God, and must be used unto His glory. That in art is highest which aims at this.
So now, from this mad passion Which made me take art for an idol and a king I have learnt the burden of error that it bore And what misfortune springs from man's desire... The world's frivolities have robbed me of the time That I was given for reflecting upon God.
Why do You Send Fools To judge My Work?