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

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

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.

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

I want the unobtainable. Other artists paint a bridge, a house, a boat, and that's the end. They are finished. I want to paint the air which surrounds the bridge, the house, the boat, the beauty of the air in which these objects are located, and that is nothing short of impossible.

Zaandam has enough to paint for a lifetime.

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.