Whoever loves much, performs much, and can accomplish much, and what is done in love is done well. - Vincent van Gogh

That affair with the priest has not given me any more trouble. But of course there will always be God-fearing natives in the village who will persist in suspecting me, for one thing is sure, namely that the priest would only too gladly throw the whole blame of that affair on me. However, as I am quite innocent, the gossip from that quarter leaves me perfectly indifferent; as long as they don’t bother me in my painting. I don’t take any notice of it whatever. With the peasants to whom the accident happened, where I often used to paint, I have remained on good terms, and I am as welcome in their home as I used to be. I am now busy painting still lifes of my birds’ nests, four of which are finished; I think some people who are good observers of nature might like them because of the colours of the moss, the dry leaves and the grasses.

Dünyanın beni ilgilendiren tek bir yanı var: Otuz yıl üstünde yaşadığım bu toprağa karşı duyduğum belirli bir borç ve yüklendiğime inandığım bir görev; duyduğum bu şükran borcuna karşılık desen ya da resim olarak birkaç andaç bırakmak istiyorum geride -birtakım sanat akımlarının hoşuna girmek için değil, gerçek, içten, insancıl duyguları dile getirmek için. İşte, yaşamdaki amacım bu.

To do good work one must eat well, be well housed, have one's fling from time to time, smoke one's pipe, and drink one's coffee in peace