What I Need Most Of All Is

I Haven't Many Years Left Ahead Of Me And I Must Devote All My Time To Painting, In The Hope Of Achieving Something Worthwhile In The End, Something If Possible That Will Satisfy Me.

When I Work I Forget All The Rest.

Manet Wanted One Day To Paint My Wife And Children. Renoir Was There. He Took A Canvas And Began Painting Them, Too. After A While, Manet Took Me Aside And Whispered, 'you're On Very Good Terms With Renoir And Take An Interest In His Future - Do Advise Him To Give Up Painting! You Can See For Yourself That It's Not His Metier At All.

All I Did Was To Look At What The Universe Showed Me, To Let My Brush Bear Witness To It.

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