When Adam dalfe and Eve spane
So spire if thou may spede,
Where was then the pride read more

When Adam dalfe and Eve spane
So spire if thou may spede,
Where was then the pride of man,
That nowe merres his mede?

The finest eloquence is that which gets things done: the worst is
that which delays them.

The finest eloquence is that which gets things done: the worst is
that which delays them.

Earned with the sweat of my brows.

Earned with the sweat of my brows.

Light burthens, long borne, growe heavie.
[Light burdens, long borne, grow heavy.]

Light burthens, long borne, growe heavie.
[Light burdens, long borne, grow heavy.]

A man's work is nothing but this slow trek to rediscover, through the detours of art, those two or three read more

A man's work is nothing but this slow trek to rediscover, through the detours of art, those two or three great and simple images in whose presence his heart first opened.

Let us take to our hearts a lesson--
No lesson could braver be--
From the ways of read more

Let us take to our hearts a lesson--
No lesson could braver be--
From the ways of the tapestry weavers
On the other side of the sea.

The harder I work, the luckier I get.

The harder I work, the luckier I get.

I am gradually approaching the period in my life when work comes
first. . . . No longer diverted read more

I am gradually approaching the period in my life when work comes
first. . . . No longer diverted by other emotions, I work the way
a cow grazes.

Hard toil can roughen form and face,
And want call quench the eye's bright grace.

Hard toil can roughen form and face,
And want call quench the eye's bright grace.