I must have flowers, always, and always.

All of a sudden I had the revelation of how enchanting my pond was.

The effect of sincerity is to give one's work the character of a protest. The painter, being concerned only with conveying his impression, simply seeks to be himself and no one else.

Every day I discover more and more beautiful things. It’s enough to drive one mad. I have such a desire to do everything, my head is bursting with it.

Despite my extremely modest prices, dealers and art lovers are turning their backs on me. It is very depressing to see the lack of interest shown in an art object which has no market value.

I can only draw what I see.

Gardening was something I learned in my youth when I was unhappy. I perhaps owe having become a painter to flowers.