I Live And Love In God's Peculiar

My Soul Can Find No Staircase To Heaven Unless It Be Through Earth's Loveliness.

Do Not Fret, For God Did Not Create Us To Abandon Us.

No One Has Mastery, Before He Is At The End, Of His Art And His Life.

With Few Words I Shall Make Thee Understand My Soul.

So Now, From This Mad Passion Which Made Me Take Art For An Idol And A King I Have Learnt The Burden Of Error That It Bore And What Misfortune Springs From Man's Desire... The World's Frivolities Have Robbed Me Of The Time That I Was Given For Reflecting Upon God.