Michelangelo Buonarroti (1475 – 1564)
Italian architect, painter, poet and sculptor.
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Enough, enough, enough! Say no more! Lump the whole thing! say the Creator made Italy from designs by Michael Angelo!
Your lordship, only worldly light in this age of ours, you can never be pleased with another man's work for there is no man who resembles you, nor one to equal you ... It grieves me greatly that I cannot recapture my past, so as to longer be at your service. As it is, I can only offer you my future, which is short, for I am too old ... That is all I have to say. Read my heart for "the quill cannot express good will."
What do you despise? By this you are truly known.
Beauty is the purgation of superfluities.
I was never the kind of painter or sculptor who kept a shop.
As when, O lady mine,
With chiselled touch
The stone unhewn and cold
Becomes a living mould,
The more the marble wastes,
The more the statue grows.
The greatest danger for most of us is not that our aim is too high and we miss it, but that it is too low and we reach it.
Every beauty which is seen here below by persons of perception resembles more than anything else that celestial source from which we all are come.
If you knew how much work went into it, you would not call it genius.
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