Nobody Does Good To Men With Impunity.

The Work Of Art Is Already Within The Block Of Marble. I Just Chop Off Whatever Isn't Needed.

Where Did I Learn To Understand Sculpture? In The Woods By Looking At The Trees, Along Roads By Observing The Formation Of Clouds, In The Studio By Studying The Model, Everywhere Except In The Schools.

Mystery Is Like A Kind Of Atmosphere Which Bathes The Greatest Works Of The Masters.

Even With All The Documents, You Can Never Forge Nature

The Delicate Droop Of The Petals Standing Out In Relief, Is Like The Eyelid Of A Child.