I can say that, as far as the mind goes, I have lived through great days when all vain preoccupations were swept away by a new spirit.
If there should ever be any lapse so that only one of my letters reaches you, may it be one that says how beneficial, how precious have these torments been!
(from a note-book)
It follows from this that our suffering, every moment of it, should be considered as the most marvellous source of feeling and of progress for the conscience.
I now know into what domain my destiny leads me. No longer towards the proud and illusory region of pure speculation, but in the way of all little daily things—it is there that I must carry the service of an ever-vigilant sensibility.
I see how easily an upright nature may dispense with the arts of expression in order to be helpful in act and in influence. Precious lesson, which will enable me, should I return, to suffer less if fate no longer allows me to paint.