I am always doing what I can't do so I may learn how to do it. - Vincent Van Gogh

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I talk to myself on paper about my characters - sometimes writing in first person. . . I keep lists of unanswered questions that I can always turn to in order to get myself going.

Vincent Van Gogh

I am always doing what I can't do so I may learn how to do it.

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He who has attained the freedom of reason to any extent cannot, for a long time, regard himself otherwise than as a wanderer on the face of the earth - and not even as a traveler towards a final goal, for there is no such thing. But he certainly wants to observe and keep his eyes open to whatever actually happens in the world; therefore he cannot attach his heart too firmly to anything individual; he must have in himself something wandering that takes pleasure in change and transitoriness.

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