I don’t think I’m made for any earthly kind of pleasure.
If the world really looks like that I will paint no more!
The Thames was all gold. God it was beautiful, so fine that I began working a frenzy, following the sun and its reflections on the water.
No, I'm not a great painter. Neither am I a great poet.
Gardening was something I learned in my youth when I was unhappy. I perhaps owe having become a painter to flowers.
I have made tremendous efforts to work in a darker register and express the sinister and tragic quality of the place, given my natural tendency to work in light and pale tones.