“I’m not running away. But this is one corner of one country on one continent on one planet that’s a corner of a galaxy that’s a corner of a universe that is forever growing and shrinking and creating and growing and never remaining the same for a single millisecond and there is so much — so much to see. Because it goes so fast. I’m not running away from things, I am running to them. Before they flare and fade forever.”
'I suppose you know they call you a crazy man, Rousseau?'
'Yes, I know. And I have heard that in The Hague they think you are crazy, too.'
'Yes, that's so.'
'Let them think what they like. Some day my paintings will hang in the Luxembourg.'
'And mine,' said Vincent, 'will hang in the Louvre.'
They read the thought in each other’s eyes and broke into spontaneous, whole-hearted laughter.
'They're right, Henri,' said Vincent. 'We are crazy!'
'Shall we go have a drink on it?' asked Rousseau. ♥
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