The real subject of every painting is light.

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.

Without the fog, London would not be a beautiful city. It is fog that gives it its magnificent amplitude...its regular and massive blocks become grandiose in that mysterious mantle.

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

the more I live, the more I regret how little i know

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.

I know that to paint the sea really well, you need to look at it every hour of every day in the same place so that you can understand its way in that particular spot; and that is why I am working on the same motifs over and over again, four or six times even.