The richness I achieve comes from nature, the source of my inspiration.
One day I am satisfied, the next day I find it all bad; still I hope that some day I will find some of them good.
Everything changes, even stone.
My only desire is an intimate infusion with nature, and the only fate I wish is to have worked and lived in harmony with her laws.
All of a sudden I had the revelation of how enchanting my pond was.
My work is always better when I am alone and follow my own impressions.