I feel such a creative force in me: I am convinced that there will be a time when, let us say, I will make something good every day , on a regular basis....I am doing my very best to make every effort because I am longing so much to make beautiful things. But beautiful things mean painstaking work, disappointment, and perseverance.

I experience a period of frightening clarity in those moments when nature is so beautiful. I am no longer sure of myself, and the paintings appear as in a dream.

I never get tired of the blue sky.

I think that I still have it in my heart someday to paint a bookshop with the front yellow and pink in the evening...like a light in the midst of the darkness.

One of the hardest things to do is to paint darkness which nonetheless has light in it.

Do not think too deeply about these things - gradually they will become clearer to you

Love always brings difficulties, that is true, but the good side of it is that it gives energy.