“What is that under my arm?” [asked Pope Julius II]
“A Bible, your Holiness,” replied Michelangelo.
“What do I know of Bibles?” roared the Pope; “I am a warlord; give me a sword instead!””
“…Perhaps you [said] this to try me or to rekindle a greater flame in me, if it were possible. Whichever it is, I know for sure that I’ll forget your name the day I forget the food I live on; in fact, I could sooner forget my food, which…nourishes only the body, than your name, which nourishes body and soul, and fills both with such sweetness that I can feel no pain nor fear of death while my mind remembers it. Imagine how happy I would be if my eye also had its share.” [unsigned]
Florence, 28 July, 1533
(Michelangelo Buonarotti to Tommaso de’ Cavalieri)”