From the masterpiece, Tragedy of the Man, describing the future where everything is done in the name of efficiency:

THE GREYBEARD You left your workroom in great disarray.

MICHELANGELO Because I had to fabricate the chair-legs To the quality as poor as it can be. I appeal’d for long, let me modificate, Let me engrave some ornaments on it.

They did not permit. I wanted as a chance The chair-back to change but all was in vain. I was very close to be a madman And I left the pains and my workroom, too. (stands back)

THE GREYBEARD You get house arrest for this disorder And will not enjoy this nice and warm day.