" . . . his are was a record of his life more true, more revealing ('how deep--how infinitely deep') even the storm of letters that always accompanied it. Every wave of 'serenity and happiness,' as well as every shudder of pain and despair, he believed, found its way into paint; every heartbreak into heartbreaking imagery; every picture into self-portraiture."
From Van Gogh, the Life, by Steven Naifeh and Gregory White Smith