Maxioms by Vincent Van Gogh
One may have a blazing hearth in one's soul and yet no one ever come to sit by it. Passersby read more
One may have a blazing hearth in one's soul and yet no one ever come to sit by it. Passersby see only a wisp of smoke from the chimney and continue on the way.
Not much meat on her, but what's there is choice.
Not much meat on her, but what's there is choice.
Keep your love of nature, for that is the true way to understand art more and more.
Keep your love of nature, for that is the true way to understand art more and more.
Even the knowledge of my own fallibility cannot keep me from making mistakes. Only when I fall do I get read more
Even the knowledge of my own fallibility cannot keep me from making mistakes. Only when I fall do I get up again.
How can I be useful, of what service can I be? There is something inside me, what can it be?
How can I be useful, of what service can I be? There is something inside me, what can it be?
