My Heart Is Forever In Giverny.

I Want To Paint The Air In Which The Bridge, The House And The Boat Are To Be Found - The Beauty Of The Air Around Them, And That Is Nothing Less Than The Impossible.

I Didn't Become An Impressionist. As Long As I Can Remember I Always Have Been One.

I'm Knocked Out, I've Never Felt So Physically And Mentally Exhausted, I'm Quite Stupid With It And Long Only For Bed; But I Am Happy.

It Would Be Asking Too Much To Want To Sell Only To Connoisseurs - That Way Starvation Lies.

Everything Changes, Even Stone.