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I am no artist - please come and help me.
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A man paints with his brains and not with his hands.
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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.
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I was never the kind of painter or sculptor who kept a shop.
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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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I couldn't give you something mediocre even if that's all you asked for.
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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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Gazing on beautiful things acts on my soul.
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I feast on wine and bread, and feasts they are.
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Souls will never ascend to Heaven until the sight of beauty lifts them there.
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The true work of art is but a shadow of the divine perfection.
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Death and love are the two wings that bear the good man to heaven.
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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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Good painting is the kind that looks like sculpture.
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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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The power of one fair face makes my love sublime, for it has weaned my heart from low desires.
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Trifles make perfection, and perfection is no trifle.
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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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Art is a shadow of Divine perfection.
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Lord free me of myself, so I can please you!
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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.
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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.
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Art lives on constraint and dies of freedom.
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The marble not yet carved can hold the form of every thought the greatest artist has.