Claude Monet

I'm so frustrated. I want to scream.

I'm absolutely furious. I want to break something.

I'm completely overwhelmed. I can't think straight.

I'm so tired of these struggles. I just want to disappear.

I'm absolutely disgusted with everything. I hate the world.

I am following Nature without being able to grasp her...

I am only good at two things, and those are gardening and painting.

I want the unobtainable. Other artists paint a bridge, a house, a boat… I want to paint the air that surrounds the bridge, the house, the boat – the beauty of the air in which these objects are located.

The more I live, the more I regret how little I know.

No one but myself knows the anxiety I go through and the trouble I give myself…

I don't think I'm made for any earthly kind of pleasure.

When you go out to paint, try to forget what objects you have before you, a tree, a house, a field or whatever.

These landscapes of water and reflection have become an obsession for me. It is beyond my strength as an old man, and yet I want to render what I feel.

The essence of the motif is the mirror of water, whose appearance alters at every moment.

Now I really feel the landscape. I can be bold and include every tone of pink and blue: it's enchanting, it's delicious.

We are so lucky to be painters. We see so much beauty.