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.

For my part I know nothing with any certainty, but the sight of the stars makes me dream.

For my part I know nothing with any certainty, but the sight of the stars makes me dream.

I often think that the night is more alive and more richly colored than the day.

I often think that the night is more alive and more richly colored than the day.

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?

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.