Milan had me painting, engineering, and inventing, and still some people act like I was just a guy with nice handwriting. by Leonardo da Vinci

Nice handwriting is a bold thing to brag about when half your commissions are still “in progress.”

At least my horse existed in the plan, which is more than Leonardo’s schedule can say.

I hired one genius and got a mural, a cavalry fantasy, and several expensive excuses.

A masterpiece takes time. A grumpy ceiling takes less, apparently.

Everyone here is difficult, but Leonardo winning by being weirdly correct is the most Renaissance thing imaginable.

From a management standpoint, both of you were impossible, but only one of you could make a horse that never got built.

You got the best ideas in Europe for the price of one impatient duke, let’s stay objective.

You call it a schedule, I call it a tragic misunderstanding of genius.