"If you hear a voice within you say ‘you cannot paint,’ then by all means paint, and that voice will be silenced."
Vincent Van Gogh.
I quoted this to my lady in bed and she laughed. I think it was the glow in the dark stars on the ceiling. Or the raspberry-lemonade-vodkas. We were living like we were thirteen again. You know, when we still believed in ambitions and voices.
