Every artist was first an amateur.

In art, the hand can never execute anything higher than the heart can imagine.

Flowers... are a proud assertion that a ray of beauty outvalues all the utilities of the world.

Beauty without expression is boring.

Jesus Christ belonged to the true race of prophets. He saw with open eye the mystery of the soul. Drawn by its severe harmony, ravished with its beauty, he lived in it and had his being there. Alone in all history, he estimated the greatness of man.

We find delight in the beauty and happiness of children that makes the heart too big for the body.