در دنیا مردمی لامذهب تر، سنگدل تر و دنیا پرست تر از کشیش ها یافت نمی شوندونسان ون گوگشور زندگی، ایروینگ ستون
What went through the mind of Christ between the sunset hour when the Roman soldier drove the first nail through his flesh, and the hour when he died? For these thoughts would determine not only how h...
Vincent did not know how to express his feelings in words. He knew how to paint them.However, one cannot paint the farewell.
There's all the kids at home, and my mother and brother. And the men I pick up. But you live alone anyhow, don't you? It ain't people that count. It's having someone you really like.
The maximum value of art is that it allows the artist to express himself.
Sometimes men are generous and forgiving, sometimes angry and blind.
Listen, my friend, all forms that exist in God's universe can be found in the human figure. A man's body and face can tell everything he represents. So how could I ever exhaust my interest in it?
Life's not so bad after all. There are not only poison but also antidotes.
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 have to make my drawing right so that my drawing will be right.
Do you know the anecdote about Rubens? He was serving Holland as Ambassador to Spain and used to spend the afternoon in the royal gardens before his easel. One day a jaunty member of the Spanish Court...
But you can draw people’s faces, can’t you? I’m sure lots of women here in Etten would like to have their portraits painted. There’s a living in that. Yes, I suppose so. But I’ll have to wait until my...
A person may paint or talk about painting but he cannot do both at the same time.
[Knowing how to suffer without complaining is the only practical thing, it's the great science, the lesson to learn, the solution to the problem of life.]
Weeks passed, Vincent did nothing - just ate, slept or sat staring at one point. [...] He wandered around the neighborhood in order to stretch his legs or just for pleasure. He walked because he was a...
We are giving the world back to man, and man back to himself. Man shall no longer be vile, but noble. We shall not destroy his mind in return for an immortal soul. Without a free, vigorous and creativ...
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,...
Fortune is beastly — it is only suitable for cows and businessmen.
Art is amoral; so is life. For me there are no obscene pictures or books; there are only poorly conceived and poorly executed ones.
A man who has not suffered has nothing to tell with his paintings.