Vincent van Gogh

You write in your letter something which I sometimes feel also: Sometimes I do not know how I shall pull read more

You write in your letter something which I sometimes feel also: Sometimes I do not know how I shall pull through.

If boyhood and youth are but vanity, must it not be our ambition to become men?

If boyhood and youth are but vanity, must it not be our ambition to become men?

In the end we shall have had enough of cynicism and skepticism and humbug and we shall want to live read more

In the end we shall have had enough of cynicism and skepticism and humbug and we shall want to live more musically

I feel that there is nothing more truly artistic than to love people

I feel that there is nothing more truly artistic than to love people

One may have a blazing hearth in one's soul, and yet no one ever comes to sit by it.

One may have a blazing hearth in one's soul, and yet no one ever comes to sit by it.