"..the longer I am here Laren, the more beautiful it becomes for me and now that I feel myself more comfortable, I can judge it better.. .It is touching beautiful here , with a delicacy of lines and lovely poetry radiates from everywhere, interior houses, roads, fields, beautiful heath and bushes, and people are of the sweetest kind to imagine.. .Usually after dinner we make a little walk, what I enjoy a lot. I don't know how to say it, but I would like to live here for ever."

“Our plans were to go to Amsterdam and Laren tomorrow and then spend another day with you.. .I am very busy again with 7 paintings at the same time, I still have a lot to do before I can go to Laren, going to live there. Now, this week I can say it more confidently, - when we find a suitable location.. .We are on a leap of eating out therefore this scribbling..”

“I really want to talk to you a lot, but what do I have to do? I still have things in progress here, two paintings and must necessarily study sheep.”

“our Goddess is sometimes so erratic, just when you want to speak to her, she is hiding and if you did not immediately think of her, she comes to give hanks incessantly and is so kind, anyway - we shall see..”

“You go outside, light your pipe, whistle a tune and just paint what you come across.”

“Hereby I send you back the 'Winter' . I hope you will be better satisfied now. After alternately smashing away and adding on the cart some new figures, finally this one climbed up, which I hope will do better than its predecessors..”

“.never in my life I have seen such a truly sad thing . A mother heartbroken about the loss of her only child is nothing compared to this. A broad streak or strip in front of you, which becomes blacker and blacker towards the horizon. a mysterious ticking and hissing of rain drops which keep hanging halfway the heather plant on each twig and sprout..”