Vincent van Gogh
I have… a terrible need… shall I say the word?… of religion. Then I go out at night and paint the stars. —Vincent van Gogh
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Vincent van Gogh
A great fire burns within me, but no one stops to warm themselves at it, and passers-by only see a wisp of smoke. —Vincent van Gogh
William Blake
If a thing loves, it is infinite. — William Blake
Eugène Delacroix
…the outcome of my days is always the same; an infinite desire for what one never gets; a void one cannot fill; an utter yearning to produce in all ways, to battle against time that drags us along, and the distractions that throw a veil over our soul…….one works not only to produce art but… Continue reading Eugène Delacroix
Egon Schiele
In Vienna there are shadows. The city is black and everything is done by rote. I want to be alone. I want to go to the Bohemian Forest. May, June, July, August, September, October. I must see new things and investigate them. I want to taste dark water and see crackling trees and wild winds.… Continue reading Egon Schiele
Wassily Kandinsky
Everything that is dead quivers. Not only the things of poetry, stars, moon, wood, flowers, but even a white trouser button glittering out of a puddle in the street… Everything has a secret soul, which is silent more often than it speaks. ― Wassily Kandinsky
Edvard Munch
From my rotting body, flowers shall grow, and I am in them, and this is eternity. — Edvard Munch
Edvard Munch
From my rotting body, flowers shall grow, and I am in them, and that is eternity. — Edvard Munch
Wyndham Lewis
Contradict yourself. In order to live, you must remain broken up. ― Wyndham Lewis
Paul Kleen
One eye sees, the other feels. — Paul Kleen
The Vale of Soul-Making 