It is better to have done something than to have been someone.

I get madder and madder on giving back what I feel.

The effect of sincerity is to give one's work the character of a protest. The painter, being concerned only with conveying his impression, simply seeks to be himself and no one else.

If the world really looks like that I will paint no more!

These landscapes of water and reflection have become an obsession.

Color is my day-long obsession, joy and torment. To such an extent indeed that one day, finding myself at the deathbed of a woman who had been and still was very dear to me, I caught myself in the act of focusing on her temples and automatically analyzing the succession of appropriately graded colors which death was imposing on her motionless face.

The light constantly changes, and that alters the atmosphere and beauty of things every minute.