Sometimes men are generous and forgiving, sometimes angry and blind.
No artist is normal. Who happen to be normal cannot be an artist.
Naći će se drugi papa, ali nikad više neće biti Botičelija.
Misery is the only thing in the world that has no end or edge.
Life's not so bad after all. There are not only poison but also antidotes.
It's pleasant to get used to the expensive, the soft, the comfortable. Once you're addicted, it's so easy to become a sycophant, to trim the sails of your judgment in order to be kept on. The next ste...
I wanted the figures to be real and believable so that you would feel that with their very next breath would begin life itself.
I don’t know myself, he said. I sit down with a white board before the spot that strikes me, and I say, ‘That white board must become something!’ I work for a long time, I come back home dissatisfied,...
He had always loved God. In his darkest hours he cried out, God did not create us to abandon us.
Artists thrive on suffering.
A person may paint or talk about painting but he cannot do both at the same time.
A man who has not suffered has nothing to tell with his paintings.
Любовта е солта на живота; човек има нужда от нея, за да подчертае вкуса на света.
You cannot be the good all the time — sometimes it is necessary to get angry.[Vincent Van Gogh]
You can only have the courage and strength to do what you think is right. It may turn out to be wrong, but you will at least have done it, and that is the important thing. We must act according to the...
Wiedział dawniej, że można złamać rękę lub nogę i wyzdrowieć; do tej pory nie wiedział jednak, że można wyzdrowieć po ataku szaleństwa.
When I was young, Monsieur, he said, I used to think a lot about God. But He seems to have grown thinner with the years. He is still in that cornfield you painted, and in the sunset by Montmajour, but...
Vincent did not know how to express his feelings in words. He knew how to paint them.However, one cannot paint the farewell.
Viața însăși îndreaptă spre om o față goală, nepăsătoare, descurajantă, pe care nu se citește nimic, ca și pe pânza asta goală. Dar omul nu se sperie de acest gol, pășește plin de încredere și de cura...
Toulouse-Lautrec blew in, winded from six flights of stairs, but still as hilarious and ribald as ever. Vincent, he exclaimed, while shaking hands, I passed an undertaker on the stairs. Was he looking...