Loneliness is a kind of prison. [Vincent Van Gogh]
Misery is the only thing in the world that has no end or edge.
Talent is cheap; dedication is expensive. It will cost you your life.
The brooding is better than the joy because even if the heart fills with happiness, it still mourns.
He made his colours, built his stretchers, plastered his canvas, painted his pictures, carpentered his frames, and painted them. 'Too bad I can't buy my own pictures,' he murmured aloud. 'Then I'd be completely self-sufficient.'
The writer ... an athlete required to break the four-minute mile every morning.