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

My heart is forever in Giverny.

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.

I didn't become an impressionist. As long as I can remember I always have been one.

Everything changes, even stone.

It was at home I learned the little I know. Schools always appeared to me like a prison, and never could I make up my mind to stay there, not even for four hours a day, when the sunshine was inviting, the sea smooth, and when it was joy to run about the cliffs in the free air, or to paddle in the water.

It's on the strength of observation and reflection that one finds a way. So we must dig and delve unceasingly.