I Am Always Learning.

A Man Paints With His Brains And Not With His Hands.

Dear To Me Is Sleep: Still More, Being Made Of Stone, While Pain And Guilt Still Linger Here Below, Blindness And Numbness--these Please Me Alone; Then Do Not Wake Me, Keep Your Voices Low.

If You Knew How Much Work Went Into It, You Wouldn't Call It Genius.

As You Give Out, So Shall You Receive.

The Idea Is There Locked Inside. All You Have To Do Is Remove The Excess Stone.