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Dear to me is sleep: still more, being made of stone, While pain and guilt still linger here below, Blindness and numbness--these please me alone; Then do not wake me, keep your voices low.
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I saw the angel in the marble and carved until I set him free.
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Do you know that women who are chaste remain much fresher than those who are not?
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When they asked Michelangelo how he made his statue of David he is reported to have said, "It is easy. You just chip away the stone that doesn't look like David.
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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.
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I was never the kind of painter or sculptor who kept a shop.
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I couldn't give you something mediocre even if that's all you asked for.
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The true work of art is but a shadow of the divine perfection.
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Art is a shadow of Divine perfection.
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I already have a wife who is too much for me.. she is my art, and my works are my children.
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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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Death and love are the two wings that bear the good man to heaven.
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Trifles make perfection, and perfection is no trifle.
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What one has most to work and struggle for in painting is to do the work with a great amount of labour and sweat in such a way that it may afterward appear, however much it was laboured upon, to have been done almost quickly and almost without any labour, and very easily, although it was not.
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A good artist ought never to allow impatience to overcome his sense of the main end of art - perfection.
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Art lives on constraint and dies of freedom.
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If I am more alive because love burns and chars me, as a fire, given wood or wind, feels new elation, it's that he who lays me low is my salvation, and invigorates the more, the more he scars me.
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One paints with one's head, not one's hand.
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With few words I shall make thee understand my soul.
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It is not sufficient merely to be a great master in painting and very wise, but I think that it is necessary for the painter to be very moral in his mode of life, or even, if such were possible, a saint, so that the Holy Spirit may inspire his intellect.
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How wrong are those simpletons, of whom the world is full, who look more at... color than at the figures which show spirit and movement.
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For those who feel it, nothing makes the soul so religious and pure as the endeavor to create something perfect; for God is perfection, and whoever strives after it, is striving after something divine. True painting is only the image of the perfection of God, a shadow of the pencil with which he paints, a melody, a striving after harmony.
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Good painting is the kind that looks like sculpture.
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Genius is infinite painstaking.