A Good Sculpture Can Be Rolled Downhill

Perfection Is No Small Thing, But It Is Made Up Of Small Things.

I Am A Poor Man And Of Little Worth, Who Is Laboring In That Art That God Has Given Me In Order To Extend My Life As Long As Possible.

Love Lent Me Wings; My Path Was Like A Stair; A Lamp Unto My Feet, That Sun Was Given; And Death Was Safety And Great Joy To Find; But Dying Now, I Shall Not Climb To Heaven.

The Best Of Artists Has No Conception That The Marble Alone Does Not Contain Within Itself.

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