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Trifles make perfection, and perfection is no trifle.
I saw an angel in the marble and I carved to set him free.
"A man paints with his brains and not with his hands."
My soul can find no staircase to Heaven unless it be through Earth's loveliness.
If people knew how hard I have had to work to gain my mastery, it wouldn't seem wonderful at all.
I saw the angel in the marble and carved until I set him free.
Trifles make perfection, and perfection is no trifle.
The power of one fair face makes my love sublime, for it has weaned my heart from low desires.
There is no tongue to speak his eulogy; Too brightly burned his splendor for our eyes; Far easier to condemn his injurers, Than for the tongue to reach his smallest worth, He to the realms of sinfulness came down, To teach mankind, ascending then to God, Heaven unbarred to him her lofty gates, To whom his country heres refused to ope. Ungrateful land! Well, too, does this instruct That greatest ills fall to the perfectest. And, midst a thousand proofs, let this suffice- That, as his exile had no parallel, So never was there man more great than he.
The more the marble wastes, the more the statue grows.
