Difficult, say you? Difficult to be a man of virtue, truly good, shaped and fashioned without flaw in the perfect figure of four-squared excellence, in body and mind, in act and thought?

A man gains no possession better than a good woman, nothing more horrible than a bad one.

It is hard to be truly excellent, four-square in hand and foot and mind, formed without blemish.

Painting is silent poetry, and poetry painting that speaks.