And Still I Am Learning.

The Sculpture Is Already Complete Within The Marble Block, Before I Start My Work. It Is Already There, I Just Have To Chisel Away The Superfluous Material.

There Is An Angel Imprisoned In It And I Must Set It Free.

And Still I Am Learning.

Perchance That I Might Learn What Pity Is, That I Might Laugh At Erring Men No More.

In Every Block Of Marble I See A Statue As Plain As Though It Stood Before Me, Shaped And Perfect In Attitude And Action. I Have Only To Hew Away The Rough Walls That Imprison The Lovely Apparition To Reveal It To The Other Eyes As Mine See It.