A man paints with his brains and not with his hands.
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Beauty is the purgation of superfluities.
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I am still learning.
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I feast on wine and bread, and feasts they are.
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I hope that I may always desire more than I can accomplish.
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I saw the angel in the marble and carved until I set him free.
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Lord, grant that I may always desire more than I can accomplish.
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The greater danger for most of us lies not in setting our aim too high and falling short; but in setting our aim too low, and achieving our mark.
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The true work of art is but a shadow of the divine perfection.
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Trifles make perfection, and perfection is no trifle.
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