It Is Well With Me Only When

A Good Sculpture Can Be Rolled Downhill Without Breaking.

If In My Youth I Had Realized That The Sustaining Splendour Of Beauty Of With Which I Was In Love Would One Day Flood Back Into My Heart, There To Ignite A Flame That Would Torture Me Without End, How Gladly Would I Have Put Out The Light In My Eyes.

A Beautiful Thing Never Gives So Much Pain As Does Failing To Hear And See It.

Lord Free Me Of Myself, So I Can Please You!

I Dare Affirm That Any Artist... Who Has Nothing Singular, Eccentric, Or At Least Reputed To Be So, In His Person, Will Never Become A Superior Talent.