Sometimes a man has a glowing hearth at the centre of his soul and noone comes to warm themselves at it. Passerbys walk and see only a little smoke coming out upwards from the chimney and continue on their way. So what should a man do but keep up that fire inside, have salt in oneself, wait patiently though with great impatience and await the moment when whoever feels like will come to sit there and will remain. - From the letters between Van Gogh and his brother. Am searching for jobs in the Netherlands in strategy or management consulting. Favorites » His Blog
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