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Quote by Paul Gauguin
But I owe something to Vincent, and that is, in the consciousness

But I owe something to Vincent, and that is, in the consciousness of having been useful to him, the confirmation of my own original ideas about painting. And also, at difficult moments, the remembrance that one finds others unhappier than oneself. – Paul Gauguin

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