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.

I can only draw what I see.

Color is my day-long obsession, joy and torment.

As for myself, I met with as much success as I ever could have wanted. In other words, I was enthusiastically run-down by every critic of the period.

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

I get madder and madder on giving back what I feel.

I work at my garden all the time and with love. What I need most are flowers, always. My heart is forever in Giverny.