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Art Is A Shadow Of Divine Perfection.

The Power Of One Fair Face Makes My Love Sublime, For It Has Weaned My Heart From Low Desires.

Genius Is Eternal Patience.

Painters Are Not In Any Way Unsociable Through Pride, But Either Because They Find Few Pursuits Equal To Painting, Or In Order Not To Corrupt Themselves With The Useless Conversation Of Idle People, And Debase The Intellect From The Lofty Imaginations In Which They Are Always Absorbed.

Beauty Depends On Purpose. It Is In The Elements Best Suited To Their Purpose Or Aim That Beauty Shines Forth Most Strongly.