I had wrung impressionism dry and I finally came to the conclusion that I know neither how to paint nor how to draw.

The modern architect is, generally speaking, art's greatest enemy.

I just keep painting till I feel like pinching. Then I know it's right.

An artist, under pain of oblivion, must have confidence in himself, and listen only to his real master: Nature.

Go and see what others have produced, but never copy anything except nature. You would be trying to enter into a temperament that is not yours and nothing that you would do would have any character.

I've never let one day go by without painting, or at least without drawing.

One morning, one of us ran out of the black, it was the birth of Impressionism.