Maxioms by Vincent Van Gogh
Not much meat on her, but what's there is choice.
Not much meat on her, but what's there is choice.
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
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.
What would life be if we had no courage to attempt anything?
What would life be if we had no courage to attempt anything?
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.
