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I saw the angel in the marble and carved until I set him free.
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The best artist has that thought alone Which is contained within the marble shell The sculptor's hand can only break the spell To free the figures slumbering in the stone.
A man paints with his brains and not with his hands.
Genius is eternal patience.
The promises of this world are, for the most part, vain phantoms and to confide in one's self, and become something of worth and value is the best and safest course.
I am a poor man and of little worth, who is laboring in that art that God has given me in order to extend my life as long as possible.
Many believe - and I believe - that I have been designated for this work by God. In spite of my old age, I do not want to give it up I work out of love for God and I put all my hope in Him.
I live and love in God's peculiar light.
If in my youth I had realized that the sustaining splendour of beauty of with which I was in love would one day flood back into my heart, there to ignite a flame that would torture me without end, how gladly would I have put out the light in my eyes.
Many believe - and I believe - that I have been designated for this work by God. In spite of my old age, I do not want to give it up I work out of love for God and I put all my hope in Him.
If we have been pleased with life, we should not be displeased with death, since it comes from the hand of the same master.
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When men yield up the privilege of thinking, the last shadow of liberty quits the horizon.
You know why there's a Second Amendment? In case the government fails to follow the first one.
I can't really change my life to accommodate people who are jealous. I don't see why I should.
History is a nightmare from which I am trying to awake.
It's none of their business that you have to learn how to write. Let them think you were born that way.
I've been left alone, even by the paparazzi, because what sells is sex and scandal. Absent that, they really don't have much interest in you. I'm still married, still working, still happy.
I have lost the half of myself - a soul for which mine was made.
To some extent I liken slavery to death.
Jealousy is bred in doubts. When those doubts change into certainties, then the passion either ceases or turns absolute madness.
A metaphysical tour de force of untethered meaning and involuting interlocking contrapuntal rhythms, 'The Clock' is more than a movie or even a work of art. It is so strange and other-ish that it becomes a stream-of-consciousness algorithm unto itself - something almost inhuman.
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