The hand that follows intellect can achieve.
Already at sixteen, my mind was a battlefield: my love of pagan beauty, the male nude, at war with my religious faith. A polarity of themes and forms: one spiritual, the other earthly.
Led by long years to my last hours, too late, O world, I know your joys for what they are. You promise a peace which is not yours to give and the repose that dies before it is born. The years of fear and shame to which Heaven now set a term, renew nothing in me but the old sweet error in which, living overlong a man kills his soul with no gain to his body. I say and I know having put it to the proof, that he has the better part in Heaven whose death falls nearest his birth.
I dare affirm that any artist... who has nothing singular, eccentric, or at least reputed to be so, in his person, will never become a superior talent.
A beautiful thing never gives so much pain as does failing to hear and see it.
Souls will never ascend to Heaven until the sight of beauty lifts them there.
It is necessary to keep one's compass in one's eyes and not in the hand, for the hands execute, but the eye judges.
True art is made noble and religious by the mind producing it.
Death and love are the two wings that bear the good man to heaven.
I am a poor man and of little worth, who is laboring in that art that God has given me in order to extend my life as long as possible.
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.
Good painting is nothing else but a copy of the perfections of God and a reminder of His painting. Finally, good painting is a music and a melody which intellect only can appreciate, and with great difficulty.
One paints with one's head, not one's hand.
I live and love in God's peculiar light.
Draw, Antonio; draw, Antonio; draw and don’t waste time.
Let whoever may have attained to so much as to have the power of drawing know that he holds a great treasure.
If the wine is not good, then throw it out!
However rich I may have been, I have always lived like a poor man.
If it be true that any beautiful thing raises the pure and just desire of man from earth to God, the eternal fount of all, such I believe my love.
Poets and painters have the power to dare, I mean to dare to do whatever they may approve of.
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.
The power of one fair face makes my love sublime, for it has weaned my heart from low desires.
Heaven-born, the soul a heavenward course must hold; beyond the world she soars; the wise man, I affirm, can find no rest in that which perishes, nor will he lend his heart to ought that doth time depend
A good sculpture can be rolled downhill without breaking.
And still I am learning.
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