If you could say it in words there would be no reason to paint.

There is a sort of elation about sunlight on the upper part of a house.

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

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

I trust Winsor and Newton and I paint directly upon it.

I have tried to present my sensations in what is the most congenial and impressive form possible to me.

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.