Character: Vincent Van Gogh

- Well! she exclaimed with pride - I Think I chose the pictures on the conscience!
- If you closed your eyes and randomly pointed, said Vincent, you would not have chosen worse.

I believe that the world is much broader than allowed to see a mortal. I am convinced that if you look in the Universe you can find more miracles than anyone could dream of.

Your letter was the phrase that struck me: "I would like to get away from it all, I am the cause of everything and others only bring trouble, I one brought this problem on themselves and others." These words so struck me because the exact same feeling, exactly the same, no more and no less, in my heart I feel. When I think about the past, when I think about the future - about the almost insurmountable difficulties of a large and heavy work, to which I do not belong to the soul and from which I, or rather, my bad "I" would gladly have turned aside; when I think about the many people whose eyes are watching me, I foresee that, if I don't succeed, they'll understand what it is and he is not going to shower me with petty accusations, but being blasé and experienced in all that is good fair and square, all will say: "We helped you and was for you a beacon; we did for you all I could. If the best of their ability you've worked? Where are the fruits of our labor and the reward for him?" You see, when I think about all this and about many things, too many that I could list them, - about the difficulties and concerns that does not diminish with age, the suffering, the disappointments, the fear of failure and even shame, then I'm no stranger to this desire to get away from it all!

And suddenly Vincent realized something that he essentially knew a long time ago. All this talk about God - children's subterfuge, a deliberate lie, which in despair and consoles himself with the fear of death, lonely wandering in the darkness of this cold eternal night. There is no God. There you have it. There is no God, there is only chaos, absurd and cruel, painful, blind, hopeless, eternal chaos.

Any woman at any age, if she loves and if there is kindness, can give a man, if not an infinity of moments, a moment of infinity.

Here. This secret passage. I built it to scare people and quickly get to the kitchen.

- The rise, rise. Rise and Shine. Breakfast is served in the courtyard. [The doctor opened the window] Wow, here this morning. Come on. And Amy has a little surprise for you.
[Vincent looks out of the window. Amy sits at the table, everywhere sunflowers]
- I decided to add bright colors in gratitude for saving me last night. And thought that you may like. Well, you know, maybe draw them? How do you think?
Yes, it's not my favorite flower.
- You don't like sunflowers?
- Not that I don't like. I find them ambiguous. Always somewhere between life and death. Like people, when they turn to the Sun. Not myself somehow. But you know, it is a challenge for me.
- I am convinced that you can handle.

- Doctor, take my hand. Try to see what I see. We are so lucky that we are alive and can see this beautiful world! Look at the sky! It is not just dark, not just black and without character. Actually black is dark blue, there is pale blue! Through the blueness and the darkness of vortices, carried by the wind, and then make our way burning shining stars... See how they roar their light? Wherever we look, the complex magic of nature blazes before us.
- I've seen a lot, my friend... But you're right, there is nothing quite as wonderful as what you see.

- ... an artist is a person who is too absorbed in what he sees in his eyes, and therefore can not find the strength for all other cases.

- Waiting for my picture became really good. Mauve and Tersteeg telling me that I have not achieved...
And Weissenbruch says that you've achieved... And to judge in the end should you.

Principles in art, expensive Minger of Tersteeg, have no relationship to income.

He who knows only his own craft and nothing else, can only be a very superficial artist.

At first nature always has the artist resistance, father. But if I took this seriously, then I must overcome resistance and do not succumb to nature. On the contrary, it is even harder to fight and defeat her.

I have, Theo, to continue on the track you have chosen. If I stop looking, stop learning, will go on doing so - that's when I really lost.