For me, a landscape does not exist in its own right, since its appearance changes at every moment; but the surrounding atmosphere brings it to life - the light and the air which vary continually. For me, it is only the surrounding atmosphere which gives subjects their true value.

If the world really looks like that I will paint no more!

My life has been nothing but a failure.

It is better to have done something than to have been someone.

My garden is a slow work, pursued with love and I do not deny that I am proud of it. Forty years ago, when I established myself here, there was nothing but a farmhouse and a poor orchard...I bought the house and little by little I enlarged and organized it...I dug, planted weeded, myself; in the evenings the children watered.

Nothing in the whole world is of interest to me but my painting and my flowers.

I don’t think I’m made for any earthly kind of pleasure.