The True Work Of Art Is But

If People Knew How Hard I Worked At My Art, They Would Not Consider Me A Genius.

The More The Marble Wastes, The More The Statue Grows.

Let It Be Enough For You To Have Bread And Live Virtuously And Poorly Like Christ, As I Do Here. I Live Meanly And Don't Bother About Life Or Honor ... And I Live With The Greatest Toil And A Thousand Worries. It Is Now About 15 Years Since I Had A Happy Hour.

And Who Is So Barbarous As Not To Understand That The Foot Of A Man Is Nobler Than His Shoe, And His Skin Nobler Than That Of The Sheep With Which He Is Clothed.

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.