I Live And Love In God's Peculiar

The True Work Of Art Is But A Shadow Of The Divine Perfection.

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

If People Knew How Hard I Worked At My Art, They Would Not Consider Me A Genius.

Trifles Make Perfection, And Perfection Is No Trifle.

I Give My Soul To God, My Body To The Earth, And My Worldly Possessions To My Nearest Of Kin, Charging Them To Remember The Sufferings Of Jesus Christ.