From this vantage point he came to a realization that everything that had happened to him before this had been a journey upward through time, everything that occurred after it a descent. If he could...

We…believe that art is religious, because it is one of man’s highest aspirations. There is no such thing as pagan art, only good and bad art.

He was a victim of his own integrity, which forced him to do his best, even when he would have preferred to do nothing at all.

An artist without ideas is a mendicant; barren, he goes begging among the hours.

…Kita harus bertindak sesuai dengan nalar kita, dan selanjutnya biarkan Tuhan yang menentukan nilai akhirnya, Kalau kau yakin pada saat ini ingin menjadi pelayan Sang Pencipta kita dengan cara tertentu, maka keyakinan itulah satu-satunya pembimbing...

There are no faster or firmer friendships than those formed between people who love the same books.

He believed that every individual was responsible for his conduct on earth, that there was a judge within. Could even a blazingly Christ inflict greater retribution? Could Dante’s Charon in his rowboat on the river...

Talent is cheap; dedication is expensive. It will cost you your life.

Bleed me of art, and there won’t be enough liquid left in me to spit! [Michelangelo Buonorotti]

He had been standing still; for an artist, one of the more painful forms of death.

When I compare myself to the other fellows there is something stiff and awkward about me; I look as if I had been in prison for ten years.

It’s freezing up here. What did you use to keep warm?””Indignation,” said Michelangelo. “Best fuel I know. Never burns out.

What the world thought made little difference. Rembrandt had topaint. Whether he painted well or badly didn’t matter; painting was thestuff that held him together as a man. The chief value of art, Vincent, liesin...

It’s not macho to read? Nonsense. Reading is a stouthearted activity, disporting courage, keenness, stick-to-itness. It is also, in my experience, one of the most thrilling and enduring delights of life, equal to a home...

He had never believed that spirituality had to be anemic or aesthetic.

A new doctor had been sent for, Lazzaro of Pavia, who had administered to Lorenzo a pulverized mixture of diamonds and pearls. This hitherto infallible medicine had failed to help.