I was certainly going the right way for a stroke when I left Paris. I paid for it nicely afterwards! When I stopped drinking, when I stopped smoking so much, when I began to think again instead of trying not to think - Good Lord, the depression and the prostration of it! Work in these magnificent natural surroundings (Arles) has restored my morale, but even now some efforts are too much for me: my strength fails me.

I can't change the fact that my paintings don't sell. But the time will come when people will recognize that they are worth more than the value of the paints used in the picture.

I dream of painting and then I paint my dream.

To suffer without complaint is the only lesson we have to learn in this life

Though I am often in the depths of misery, there is still calmness, pure harmony and music inside me.

What molting time is to birds, so adversity or misfortune is ... for us humans.

But you people do not understand me, and I am afraid you never will.