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 – 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.
Human love is often but the encounter of two weaknesses.
I want you to find the poor here, right in your own home first. And begin love there. Be that good news to your own people.
I desire to press in my arms the loveliness which has not yet come into the world.
If there is one thing Voldemort cannot understand, it is love.
I mind how once we lay such a transparent summer morning, How you settled your head athwart my hips and gently turn'd over upon me, And parted the shirt from my bosom-bone, and plunged your tongue to my bare-stript heart, And reach'd till you felt my beard, and reach'd till you held my feet.
I’s been livin’ a long time in yesterday, Sandy chile, an’ I knows there ain’t no room in de world fo’ nothin’ mo’n love. I know, chile! Ever’thing there is but lovin’ leaves a rust on yo’ soul. An’ to love sho ‘nough, you got to have a spot in yo’ heart fo’ ever’body – great an’ small, white an’ black, an’ them what’s good an’ them what’s evil – ‘cause love ain’t got no crowded-out places where de good ones stay an’ de bad ones can’t come in. When it gets that way, then it ain’t love.
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