There is nothing more truly artistic than to love people.

Vincent Van Gogh
There is nothing more truly artistic than to love people.
There is nothing more truly artistic than to love people.
There is nothing more truly artistic than to love people.
There is nothing more truly artistic than to love people.
About This Quote

There is nothing more truly artistic than to love people. This quote from the famous writer Oscar Wilde, illustrates that art is not just a form of expression or a career but something that you become as you spend time with those around you. If you have no hope of being loved by another person, then you might as well stop trying. Love makes people happy and it’s a joy to be around those who have this gift for them.

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