“when it came to betstow his heart it was almost certain that he would bestow it upon the tulip, that is to say, upon the proudest and noblest of flowers”
“A caged bird in spring knows quite well that he might serve some end; he feels well enough that there is something for him to do, but he cannot do it. What is it?”
— Vincent Van Gogh in 'The Letters of Vincent Van Gogh' edited by Mark Roskill
