There may be a great fire in our soul, yet no one ever comes to warm himself at it, and the passers-by see only a wisp of smoke from the chimney and continue on their way.
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"I have a terrible need for — dare I say the word — for religion. So I go outside at night to paint the stars, and I always dream a painting like that."
"I want to touch people with my art. I want them to say 'he feels deeply, he feels tenderly'."
"For my part I know nothing with any certainty, but the sight of the stars makes me dream."
"What moulting is to birds, the time when they change their feathers, that's adversity or misfortune, hard times, for us human beings. Instead of giving way to despair, I took the way of active melanch…"
"The walls pale lilac, the floor in a broken and faded red, the chairs and the bed chrome yellow, the pillows and the sheet very pale lemon."
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