Poetry surrounds us everywhere but putting it on paper is alas not so easy as looking at it.

Author: Vincent Van Gogh

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The way to know life is to love many things.

Love is eternal - the aspect may change, but not the essence.

The sadness will last forever.

Do not quench your inspiration and your imagination, do not become the slave of your model.

Days of absence, sad and dreary, Clothed in sorrow’s dark array, – Days of absence, I am weary; She I love is far away.

I have been used to consider poetry as the food of love.

For what is it to die but to stand naked in the wind and to melt into the sun? And when the earth shall claim your limbs, then shall you truly dance.