How can I be useful, of what service can I be? There is something inside me, what can it be?
Vincent Van GoghRead
But I always think that the best way to know God is to love many things.
Interpretation
To truly understand divinity, one must embrace love for various aspects of life.
Vincent Van Gogh suggests that knowing God is not merely an intellectual pursuit but is deeply rooted in the act of loving many different things. This love can encompass people, nature, art, and experiences, and through these expressions of love, one can achieve a greater understanding of the divine essence that connects all of creation.
In practice
This quote can be shared at a wedding to emphasize the importance of love in a relationship.
How can I be useful, of what service can I be? There is something inside me, what can it be?
Describing Starry Night: Firmament and planets both disappeared, but the mighty breath which gives life to all things and in which all is bound up remained.
To express a marriage of two complementary colors, their mingling and their opposition, the mysterious vibrations of kindred tones.
Great things do not just happen by impulse, _x000D_ but as a succession of small things linked together.
The world concerns me only in so far as I have a certain debt and duty to it, because I have lived in it for thirty years and owe to it to leave behind some souvenir in the shape of drawings and paintings β not done to please any particular movement, but within which a genuine human sentiment is expressed.
To believe in God for me is to feel that there is a God, not a dead one, or a stuffed one, who with irresistible force urges us towards more loving.
She missed him the days when some pretext served to take him away from her, just as one misses the sun on a cloudy day without having thought much about the sun when it was shining.
Love is a kind of dementia with very precise and oft-repeated clinical symptoms. You blush in each other's presence, you both hover in places where you expect the other to pass, you are both a little tongue-tied, you both laugh inexplicably and too long, you become quite nauseatingly girlish, and he becomes quite ridiculously gallant. You have also grown a little stupid.
Have only love in your heart for others. The more you see the good in them, the more you will establish good in yourself.
There is no mistaking a real book when one meets it. It is like falling in love.
Everyone has to die. I'm not particularly scared about it. What really frightens me is that if I go before my wife, I will leave her alone, and vice versa. The ideal would be to die together.
Come away, come away, death,_x000D_ _x000D_ And in sad cypres let me be laid;_x000D_ _x000D_ Fly away, fly away, breath;_x000D_ _x000D_ I am slain by a fair cruel maid.
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