The way people come into your life when you need them, it’s wonderful and it happens in so many ways. It’s like having an angel. Somebody comes along and helps you get right.
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To suffer without complaining is the only lesson that has to be learned in this life.
One day you will ask me which is more important? My life or yours? I will say mine and you will walk away not knowing that you are my life.
I want to have more sex, travel more, drink more win and love life.
I'm just trying to get this over with.
In her eyes, the sadness sings —of one who was destined for better things.
He used to love me, and now he's just a stranger who happens to know all my secrets.
It's never too late to be wise.
Somewhere someone thinks they love someone else exactly like I love you. Somewhere someone shakes from the ripple of a thousand butterflies inside a single stomach. Somewhere someone is packing their bags to see the world with someone else. Somewhere someone is reaching through the most terrifying f…
Sometimes I feel like the world is a personal trainer who doesn't want you to lose weight.
What is art really? The outcome of dissatisfaction with life, the point of impact for the creative force, the continual movement of life.. ..in my art I attempt to explain life and its meaning to myself.
My afflictions belong to me and my art - they have become one with me. Without illness and anxiety, I would have been a rudderless ship.. .My art is really a voluntary confession and an attempt to explain to myself my relationship with life - it is, therefore, actually a sort of egoism, but I am con…
My art is rooted in a single reflection: why am I not as others are? ..my art gives meaning to my life.
When I write these notes, it is not to describe my own life. I am writing a study of the soul as I observe myself closely and use myself as an anatomical testing-ground. It would therefore be wrong to look on these notes as confessions.
No longer shall I paint interiors with men reading and women knitting. I will paint living people who breathe and feel and suffer and love.
Life here [in Paris, 1885] is quite different. You hardly ever see a dog on a lead; you come across little wagons being pulled by dogs that are often so small that you can’t imagine how on earth they manage to shift such enormous weights. You see shepherdesses in the middle of the street herding goa…
After a while you learn the subtle difference Between holding a hand and chaining a soul, And you learn that love doesn’t mean leaning And company doesn’t mean security. And you begin to learn that kisses aren’t contracts And presents aren’t promises, And you begin to accept your defeats With your h…
But some day sooner or later our passion would have cooled — inevitably — it's the way with everything human.
For he who creates must be a world of his own and everything within himself and in the natural world that he has elected to follow.
Whatever happens, your life will find its own path from that point on...