Letter from Vincent van Gogh to Theo van Gogh (13 October 1876) ... go. Besides longing
to sit at Theo's bedside, I should like so much to see my
mother again and, if possible, also go to Etten to see Father
and speak with him. It would only be for a short time; I should
be with you but for one or two days.
Monday last, I was again in Richmond, and my subject was,
“He has sent me to preach the Gospel to the poor”;
but whoever wants to preach the Gospel must carry it in his own
heart first. Oh! May I find it, for it is only the word spoken
in earnestness and from the fullness of the heart that can bear
fruit. Perhaps I shall go to London or Lewisham again one of
these days.
Just now I gave a German lesson to Mr. Jones's daughters,
and after the lesson I told them the story of Andersen's
“The Snow Queen.”
If you can, let me know by the next mail if I may come; I
was so happy over Mother's last letter.
One of these days I hope to visit Mr. Stokes's school. And I
shall have to buy a pair of new boots to get...
Letter from Vincent van Gogh to Theo van Gogh (c. 24 October 1876) ... I like winter best of all the seasons.
How delightful it will be to sail down the Thames and across
the sea, and see those friendly Dutch dunes and the church
spire that is visible from so very far away.
How little we see of each other and how little we see of our
parents, and yet the family feeling and our love for each other
is so strong that the heart is uplifted and the eye turns to
God and prays, “Do not let me stray too far from them,
not too long, O Lord.”
No, when God supports us, illness is no misfortune,
especially when we get new ideas and new intentions in those
days of illness that would not have come to us if we had not
been ill, and when we achieve clearer faith and stronger trust
in God.
À Dieu, boy, my very best wishes; regards to Roos,
and to other acquaintances if you see them and believe me with
a handshake,
Your loving brother, Vincent
A little wooden church at Turnham green.
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Letter from Vincent van Gogh to Theo van Gogh (31 October 1876) ... again. Thank
God you are recovering. I am longing so much for Christmas -
that time will be here perhaps before we know it, though it
seems long now. Theo, your brother has preached for the first
time, last Sunday, in God's dwelling, of which is written,
“In this place, I will give peace.” Enclosed a copy
of what I said. May it be the first of many.
It was a clear autumn day and a beautiful walk from here to
Richmond along the Thames, in which the great chestnut trees
with their load of yellow leaves and the clear blue sky were
mirrored. Through the tops of the trees one could see that part
of Richmond which lies on the hill: the houses with their red
roofs, uncurtained windows and green gardens; and the gray
spire high above them; and below, the long grey bridge with the
tall poplars on either side, over which the people passed like
little black figures.
Letter from Vincent van Gogh to Theo van Gogh (10 November 1876) ... I feel that I must enclose a little note for you. You will
spend delightful days at home, I almost envy you, my boy.
What beautiful autumn weather we are having. I think you
will see the sun rise in the morning. In which room are you
sleeping?
If you can get hold of the Imitation of Christ, you must
read it; it is a splendid book which gives much light.
It expresses so well - for he who wrote the book put it into
practice himself - how good it is to fight the Holy Strife for
duty, and the great joy gained by being charitable and by doing
one's duty well.
You must read this letter to Father and Mother. I have taken
such beautiful walks lately - they were such a relief after the
closeness of the first months here.
It is true that every day has its own evil, and its good,
too. But how difficult life must be if it is not strengthened
and comforted by faith, especially further on when the evil of
each day increases as far as worldly things are concerned. And
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Letter from Vincent van Gogh to Theo van Gogh (31 December 1876) ... the boys, I
shall work in a bookshop.
How often have we longed to be together, and how dreadful
the feeling of being far from each other is in times of illness
or care - as we felt it, for instance, during your illness -
and then the feeling that want of the necessary money might be
an obstacle to coming together in time of need.
So it is quite possible that I shall go there.
Yesterday evening I was at Uncle Vincent's to tell him that
I had gone to Dordrecht at once. It was a stormy night; you can
imagine how beautiful the road to Prinsenhage was with the dark
clouds and their silver linings.
I just entered for a minute the Catholic church where
evening service was being held. It was a beautiful sight, all
those peasants and peasant women in their black dresses and
white caps, and the church looked so cheerful in the evening
light.
You must tell Mr. Tersteeg at once that I am going to
Dordrecht for a week to try it. Wish him and Mrs. Tersteeg a
happy...
