“[...] And suddenly Vincent clearly realised what his subconsciousness had known for a long time. All the talks about God are just childish elusion, just a lie that calms a scared and lonely ordinary mortal in a dark and neverending night. There is no God. Sure as fate - there is no God. There is only chaos - dismal, painful, cruel, agonizing, blind, endless chaos.”

“Weeks passed, Vincent did nothing - just ate, slept or sat staring at one point. [...] He wandered around the neighborhood in order to stretch his legs or just for pleasure. He walked because he was annoyed to lie, to sit or to stand. When he got tired of walking, he was sitting, lying or standing.”

“He had always loved God. In his darkest hours he cried out, "God did not create us to abandon us.”

“I will be an artist. I am sure I will.[Vincent Van Gogh]”

“You cannot be the good all the time — sometimes it is necessary to get angry.[Vincent Van Gogh]”

“Reading has always been the largest and most irreplaceable pleasure for Vincent; reading about other people's successes and failures, joys and sufferings seemed to bury his own failures.”

“It's so easy to love. The only hard thing is to be loved.[Vincent Van Gogh]”