I Feast On Wine And Bread, And

Art Is A Shadow Of Divine Perfection.

The Hand That Follows Intellect Can Achieve.

I Criticise By Creation, Not By Finding Fault.

If There Is Some Good In Me, It Is Because I Was Born In The Subtle Atmosphere Of Your Country Of Arezzo. Along With The Milk Of My Nurse I Received The Knack Of Handling Chisel And Hammer, With Which I Make My Figures.

Every Beauty Which Is Seen Here By Persons Of Perception Resembles More Than Anything Else That Celestial Source From Which We All Are Come.