I Didn't Become An Impressionist.

I Say That Whoever Claims To Have Finished A Canvas Is Terribly Arrogant.

A Good Impression Is Lost So Quickly.

My Only Desire Is An Intimate Infusion With Nature, And The Only Fate I Wish Is To Have Worked And Lived In Harmony With Her Laws.

What Could Be Said About Me...a Man To Whom Only His Painting Matters? And Of Course His Garden And His Flowers As Well.

Zaandam Has Enough To Paint For A Lifetime.