Long live the sun which gives us such beautiful color.
It's so fine and yet so terrible to stand in front of a blank canvas.
Painting from nature is not copying the object; it is realizing one's sensations.
To paint is not to copy the object slavishly, it is to grasp a harmony among many relationships.
The truth is in nature, and I shall prove it.
Here, on the river's verge, I could be busy for months without changing my place, simply leaning a little more to right or left.