While the fates permit, live happily; life speeds on with hurried step, and with winged days the wheel of the headlong year is turned.

When I have a terrible need of—shall I say the word—religion. Then I go out and paint the stars.

—Vincent Van Gogh

I often think that the night is more alive and more richly colored than the day.

—Vincent Van Gogh

I have had a very thin time of it these days. My money ran out on Thursday, and I have lived for four days on twenty-three cups of coffee.

—Vincent Van Gogh

I put my heart and my soul into my work, and have lost my mind in the process.

—Vincent Van Gogh

The more I think about it, the more I realize there is nothing more artistic than to love others.

—Vincent Van Gogh

Fate rules the affairs of mankind with no recognizable order.

—Seneca

Whatever limits us, we call Fate.

—Seneca

Maybe our mistakes are what make our fate. Without them, what would shape our lives? Perhaps, if we never veered off course, we wouldn't fall in love or have babies or be who we are.

—Ralph Waldo Emerson

That consciousness is everything and that all things begin with a thought. That we are responsible for our own fate, we reap what we sow, we get what we give, we pull in what we put out. I know these things for sure.

—Madonna

Man is his own star and the soul that can render an honest and perfect man commands all light, all influence, all fate.

—John Fletcher