Book: The agony and the ecstasy

The act of love, Michelangelo, the act of love that creates all things on earth.

Sculpture is the greatest of the arts.

Michelangelo, the forces of destruction are on the ways of creation. Each era produces its wonderful flower - art, but there comes the moment, and before you know it - this flower is already torn down, broken, burned. Him destroying and burning down your former friends.

The sky was a perfect creation; whoever and wherever it was on earth, he always feels at the center, in the middle of the earth, and the dome of the heavens stretches at equal distance from all four sides.

Because women are so easy to stumble if she's vain and loves luxury.

Michelangelo believed that everyone is responsible for their actions on the ground that there is an internal court of a person. Could even the burning wrath of Christ to bring the man more retribution? Could duntov Charon, sailing in his boat on Acheron, the overthrow of the wicked in hell more terrible than the one that sees the eyes of men, stern court condemned himself?

Anger is the best fuel I know. Burns and is not consumed.

Here he cuts a "Victory." Victory over whom? Over what? If he doesn't know who the Winner is, how can he say who the Vanquished? Under the feet of the Winner, he carved the face and head of the Vanquished - old, crushed by the misfortune of a person... herself, himself? So he's probably going to look like in ten years or twenty, with a long gray beard. What broke it? Years? Surely the Winner is the Youth, because only to his youth, a person is able to imagine that you can be a Winner? All features of the Vanquished felt life experience, and wisdom, and suffering - and yet he was trodden down, once at the feet of a young man. Isn't it in all ages flouted the wisdom and experience? Not crushes their time, personified as a youth?

Many kiss the hand they wish to see severed.

My innocent friend, I'll tell you that the whole interest in the pursuit, the hunt. That's why I'm not in a hurry, sometimes roam until late at night. A variety of looks - height, body shape, and manners. And intercourse? Yes, it is always the same, almost the same. It's a routine. Only quest, the only hunting attracts.

And yet, I'm telling the truth: the one who is jealous of someone else's talent, always wants to destroy it.

Pleasure is to present any thing to your friends.

To learn is not to lose their pride.

Be patient! When a person is born, he is born and his work.