The wheat field has ...poetry; it is like a memory of something one has once seen. We can only make our pictures speak.
Vincent Van GoghYou know, what makes the prison disappear is every deep, serious attachment. To be friends, to be brothers, to love; that opens the prison through sovereign power, through a most powerful spell. But he who doesn't have that remains in death. But where sympathy springs up again, life springs up again.
Vincent Van GoghThe beginning is perhaps more difficult than anything else, but keep heart, it will turn out all right.
Vincent Van Gogh