By the same mail you will receive the two little books I
promised you. I marked a few things in them, but you will find
many other beautiful ones besides. But as I wrote to you
already, one grows so fond of them, especially when one is in
the country itself. It is again Saturday evening, and the
weather is lovely; the sea is calm, it is low tide, the sky is
a subtle milky blue, on the horizon a hint of fog. All morning
the weather was so nice, it was so clear there where I can now
see the fog.
The town has something very peculiar about it; everywhere
you can see the influence of the sea - but you know that
characteristic, too, for one also finds it at The Hague and
may be the result of the other. Man rarely declares that he is
satisfied; as soon as he finds that that it goes too well, the
sooner he thinks that it will not go well enough. But this is
in parenthesis; we must not talk about it, but continue quietly
on our way.
Spend a pleasant Sunday morning. Give my love to all the
Roos family, also to Mr. and Mrs. Tersteeg and Betsy and a firm
Your loving brother, Vincent
At this time, Vincent was 23 year old
Vincent van Gogh. Letter to Theo van Gogh. Written 6-8 May 1876 in Ramsgate. Translated by Mrs. Johanna van Gogh-Bonger, edited by Robert Harrison, number 065.
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