Well, I've always been interested in approaching a big city in a train, and I can't exactly describe the sensations, but they're entirely human and perhaps have nothing to do with aesthetics.

My aim in painting has always been the most exact transcription possible of my most intimate impression of nature.

The question of the value of nationality in art is perhaps unsolvable.

Well, I have a very simple method of painting.

I guess I'm not very human. All I really want to do is paint light on the side of a house.

I use a retouching varnish which is made in France, Libert, and that's all the varnish I use.

I find linseed oil and white lead the most satisfactory mediums.