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

It is only too easy to catch people's attention by doing something worse than anyone else has dared to do it before.

Everything changes, even stone.

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.

Colors pursue me like a constant worry. They even worry me in my sleep.

Gardening was something I learned in my youth when I was unhappy. I perhaps owe having become a painter to flowers.

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