There Are Men Who Never Err, Because

I Treat My Heart Like A Sick Child And Gratify Its Every Fancy

And What Does Really Matter? That Is Easy: Thinking And Doing, Doing And Thinking--and These Are The Sum Of All Wisdom. . . . Both Must Move Ever Onward In Life, To And Fro, Like Breathing In And Breathing Out.

Many Young Painters Would Never Have Taken Their Pencils In Hand If They Could Have Felt, Known, And Understood, Early Enough, What Really Produced A Master Like Raphael.

Mountains Cannot Be Surmounted Except By Winding Paths.

Mannerism Is Always Longing To Have Done, And Has No True Enjoyment In Work. A Genuine, Really Great Talent, On The Other Hand, Has Its Greatest Happiness In Execution.