Perfection Is No Small Thing,

Whenever A Great Painter... Does A Work Which Appears To Be False And Lying, That Falsity Is Very True.

Art Is The Gift Of God, And Must Be Used Unto His Glory. That In Art Is Highest Which Aims At This.

Painters Are Not In Any Way Unsociable Through Pride, But Either Because They Find Few Pursuits Equal To Painting, Or In Order Not To Corrupt Themselves With The Useless Conversation Of Idle People, And Debase The Intellect From The Lofty Imaginations In Which They Are Always Absorbed.

Art Lives On Constraint And Dies Of Freedom.

It Is Better Decoration When, In Painting, Some Monstrosity Is Introduced For Variety And A Relaxation Of The Senses And To Attract The Attention Of Mortal Eyes, Which At Times Desire To See That Which They Have Never Seen.