My garden is my most beautiful masterpiece

It was at home I learned the little I know. Schools always appeared to me like a prison, and never could I make up my mind to stay there, not even for four hours a day, when the sunshine was inviting, the sea smooth, and when it was joy to run about the cliffs in the free air, or to paddle in the water.

Everything changes, even stone.

It is a tragedy that we live in a world where physical courage is so common, and moral courage is so rare.

All I did was to look at what the universe showed me, to let my brush bear witness to it.

The older I become the more I realize of that I have to work very hard to reproduce what I search: the instantaneous. The influence of the atmosphere on the things and the light scattered throughout.

Lots of people will protest that it's quite unreal and that I'm out of my mind, but that's just too bad