All of a sudden I had the revelation of how enchanting my pond was.

I see less and less... I need to avoid lateral light, which darkens my colors. Nevertheless, I always paint at the times of day most propitious for me, as long as my paint tubes and brushes are not mixed up... I will paint almost blind, as Beethoven composed completely deaf.

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

Most people think I paint fast. I paint very slowly.

I am very depressed and deeply disgusted with painting. It is really a continual torture.

The only merit I have is to have painted directly from nature with the aim of conveying my impressions in front of the most fugitive effects.

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.