It matters not what you say. In the end, I shall have it my way.

A little bedtime story.

David was carved from a huge left over piece of marble. When the statue was completed, the Mayor of Florence admired it but complaint to the artist that the nose was too big.

Michael Angelo grabbed a chisel and scooped up a handful of marble dust. He climbed to the nose, pretended to chisel and let the dust fall.

"Much better," said the mayor, "It really comes to life now." David went on, nose and all, to become the most celebrate statue of all time.

The end. =D